يا أَيُّها المَلِكُ الَّذي راحاتُهُ
قامَت مَقامَ الغَيثِ في أَزمانِهِ
O King, whose rest
Is like rain in times of drought,
يا قِبلَةَ القُصّادِ يا تاجَ العُلا
يا بَدرَ هَذا العَصرِ في كيوانِهِ
O beloved of the archers, O crown of glory,
O full moon of this age in its firmament,
يا مُخجِلاً نَوءَ السَماءِ بِجودِهِ
يا مُنقِذَ المَحزونِ مِن أَحزانِهِ
O one who humbles the stars with his generosity,
O one who saves the grieved from their sorrows,
يا ساكِنينَ دِيارَ عَبسٍ إِنَّني
لاقَيتُ مِن كِسرى وَمِن إِحسانِهِ
O dwellers in the land of ‘Abs, I have received
From his generosity and kindness,
ما لَيسَ يوصَفُ أَو يُقَدَّرُ أَو يَفي
أَوصافَهُ أَحَدٌ بِوَصفِ لِسانِهِ
What cannot be described, estimated or comprehended
By anyone in words from his tongue,
مَلِكٌ حَوى رُتَبَ المَعالي كُلَّها
بِسُمُوِّ مَجدٍ حَلَّ في إيوانِهِ
A King who encompasses all the highest ranks,
With the loftiness of glory that fills his court,
مَولىً بِهِ شَرُفَ الزَمانُ وَأَهلُهُ
وَالدَهرُ نالَ الفَخرَ مِن تيجانِهِ
A Lord with whom the glory of time and its people,
And the ages have gained pride from his crown,
وَإِذا سَطا خافَ الأَنامَ جَميعُهُم
مِن بَأسِهِ وَاللَيثُ عِندَ عِيانِهِ
And when he unleashes, all the people fear
His might, and the lion in his presence,
المُظهِرُ الإِنصافَ في أَيّامِهِ
بِخِصالِهِ وَالعَدلَ في بُلدانِهِ
The manifester of justice in his days,
Through his traits and equity in his lands,
أَمسَيتُ في رَبعٍ خَصيبٍ عِندَهُ
مُتَنَزِّهاً فيهِ وَفي بُستانِهِ
I have spent the evening in a fertile oasis near him,
Strolling in it and in its orchards,
وَنَظَرتُ بِركَتَهُ تَفيضُ وَماؤُه
يَحكي مَواهِبَهُ وَجودَ بَنانِهِ
And I saw his blessings overflowing, its water
Speaking of his gifts and the generosity of its branches,
في مَربَعٍ جَمَعَ الرَبيعَ بِرَبعِهِ
مِن كُلِّ فَنٍّ لاحَ في أَفنانِهِ
In a garden that combined spring in its spring,
With every art shining through its buds,
وَطُيورُهُ مِن كُلِّ نَوعٍ أَنشَدَت
جَهراً بِأَنَّ الدَهرَ طَوعُ عِنانِهِ
And its birds of every kind sang loudly
That fate is obedient to his reins,
مَلِكٌ إِذا ما جالَ في يَومِ اللِقا
وَقَفَ العَدُوُّ مُحَيَّراً في شانِهِ
A King - when he marched on the day of battle,
The enemy halted, confused by his grandeur,
وَالنَصرُ مِن جُلَسائِهِ دونَ الوَرى
وَالسَعدُ وَالإِقبالُ مِن أَعوانِهِ
And victory was among his companions, over all people,
While fortune and success were among his aides,
فَلَأَشكُرَنَّ صَنيعَهُ بَينَ المَلا
وَأُطاعِنُ الفُرسانَ في مَيدانِهِ
So I will thank him amongst the chieftains,
And challenge the horsemen in his battlefield.
