كفأ الإِلهُ إناءها

دنياً أطلتُ هجاءها

God had perfected her creation

I have vilified her for too long

سلني بها فلقد قتلتُ

بخبرتي أنباءها

Ask me about her, for I have killed

My own views with my experience of her

وحلبتُ أشطرها معاً

ومعاً مخضت سقاءها

And I have analysed her character

I have tested her faithfulness

ولها مواضعُ نقبها

ثقةً وضعتُ هناءها

And I know the places of her weakness

Confidently, I had assumed her happiness

فالآن أنطق إن سبرن

تجاربي آناءها

So now I speak if they examine

My experiences of her vessels

هي مَن خبرتُ طباعها

لما خطيتُ وراءها

She's one I've known her nature

When I slipped up and followed her

فوجدت فاركةً وقل

تُ أرى الطلاق دواءها

And found her to be frivolous and little

I saw divorce to be her remedy

عنها إليك فإنَّها

تدع القلوبَ وراءها

So turn away from her, for she

Leaves hearts behind her

لا تعزمنَّ بها البنا

ء ودع لها أبناءها

Do not intend to build with her or leave your sons to her

The fickle one has little

ذاتُ التلوُّن ما أقلّ

على الصفاء وفاءها

Loyalty or purity

The heart of all cunning

قلُبُ الخدائع كلّها

غمست بهنَّ دِلاءها

Has dipped them in its slyness

How many selves has she claimed

كم أنفسٍ ملكت بزبر

ج حسنها أهواءها

With the charm of her beauty

Guile except that

دهياءُ إلاَّ أنَّها

جهل الأنامُ دهاءها

People think her clever

With her, worries always creep

أبداً تدبُّ بها الهمومُ

إلى النفوس ضُراءها

Into souls, harming them

She hid the harshness of her betrayal

خبأت خشونة غدرِها

لمن استلانَ وطاءها

From whoever softened to be her carpet

Like a snake whose bite

كالصلِّ لكن لا يصيبُ

لديغها رقاءها

Doesn't hurt its charmers

A shrew called polite

خرقاء تُدعى بالصناع

يداً فدع خرقاءها

In manner, so leave the shrew

Do not expect joy with her, for how

لا ترجُ نائلها فكم

قطعت يداً ورجاءها

Many hands she has severed from hope

She sought to destroy your life

وبهدمِ عمرِك قد سعت

فلمن نريد بناءها

So for whom do we want to build hers?

Today she enjoys her vanity

اليوم ترشفُ زهوها

وغداً تعالجُ داءها

And tomorrow she treats its pain

No sooner do you praise her morning

ما إن حمدتَ صباحها

إلاَّ ذممتَ مساءها

Than you dispraise her evening

The home of calamities and customs

دارُ الفجايع والروا

يع ما أشقّ عناءها

How grueling her struggle is!

Oh delicately nurtured one, as if

يا ناعماً حتَّى كأنَّك

لم تخفْ بأساءها

You never feared her harms

Do not seek survival through her

لا تطلبنَّ بها البقاءَ

فقد عرفت فناءها

For you know her mortality

And you've heard - but the best

ولقد سمعتَ وكانَ أف

ضعُ ما سمعت نداءها

Of what you heard were her calls

Oh sons she eats the minds

أبني التي أكلت بأض

راسِ البلا أبناءها

Of the worn, her children!

Or haven't they quenched your thirst, they

أوَما كفاكم إنَّها

سقت الردى أكفاءها

Who have drunk what she served?

She has folded up all the tentmakers

طوت المقاولَ كلّها

وتحيَّفت أذواءها

And confused their purposes

And she has promised you good news so

ولكم سعت ببشارةٍ

لبسَ الزمانُ بهاءها

Time has worn out her splendor

And after the herald, she prolongs

فغدتْ على إثر البشير

بها تطيلُ نعاءها

Her wailing for him

And she called on you in Karima

ولكم دعتْ بكريمةٍ

والموتُ كانَ دعاءها

While death was her call

So she was entrusted a grave I see

فاستُودعت جدثاً أرى

منه أضمّ خباءها

As the most private of her rooms

And I see the stillness of her tranquility

وأرى الخفارة خدرها

وعفافَها وحياءها

And her chastity and shyness

And I see you in the house of nobility -

وأراكَ في دارِ المكارمِ

ما أجلَّ عزاءها

How great is her consolation!

The sky has clouded over her

مرضت له اليوم السماءُ

بكاسفٍ أضواءها

Dimming its lights

And wept for she who poisoned

وبكت لغلّة مَن بهم

سقت البسيطة ماءها

The innocent with her water

And the land shudders, hair-raising,

والأرض أضحت تقشعرُّ

بمرجفٍ غبراءها

At its quaking expanse

Men of forbearance trembled at the death

رجَّت لوجدِ الممسكي

ن بحلمهم أرجاءها

Of she who dressed the world in blessings

The sun of time has been blinded

وعرا القذا عينَ الزما

ن لمن جلوا أقذاءها

To whoever improved its brilliance

Oh embarrassment of the world - why

يا خجلة الدنيا لِما

لقيت به عظماءها

Did you face its great ones?

And I have erred in my words - indeed,

وغلطتُ فيما قلتُ بل

يا ما أقلَّ حياءها

How little shame she has!

Or hasn't she followed the traditions

أوَما على دار النبوَّ

ة تابعت أرزاءها

Of the prophetic house, degrading them?

She loudly corrupted the sanctuaries of truth

صدعت بهنَّ حشا الهدى

صدعَ الردى أحشاءها

Corrupting the core of its essence

How many days have passed whose winds

كم مرَّ من يومٍ نوا

يحه تعطّ ملاءها

Blow away her possessions?

So there came a barren woman who shakes

فأتى بقارعةٍ تزل

زل أرضها وسماءها

Her land and her sky

She knocked on the sanctuary of the house that dressed the world in blessings

طرقت حمى الدار التي

لبس الورى نعماءها

A house in which the rightly guided opened with the seal of scholars

The Master Guide - more honoured

دارٌ بها فتحَ الرشا

د بخاتمٍ علماءها

Than whoever sought its gravel plains

With him alone, the way of truth multiplied despite

السيِّدُ المهديُّ أك

رم من وطا حصباءها

The thronging of its enemies

He by whose continuance

منه بواحدها الشري

عة كاثرت أعداءها

God has maintained its existence

The merit was not exalted

هذا الذي ببقائه

حفظَ الإِلهُ بقاءها

Except by his wisdom being its achievement

He is the sign of God that dressed

للفضلِ ما ارتفعت سماً

إلاَّ وكانَ ذكاءها

Guidance in its banners

The father of celestial bodies - no less, the shining

هو آيةُ الله التي

كست الهدى لألاءها

Stars dim to his brilliance

The lights of revelation that the eyes

وأبو كواكبَ لا تضي

ئُ النيِّراتُ ضياءها

Of truth have never seen extinguished

And the holy souls - how little souls

أنوار وحيٍ لا رأت

عينُ الهُدى إطفاءها

Offer themselves for his soul!

They are the caretakers of the faith whom

ونفوسُ قدسٍ قلَّ أن

تغدو النفوسُ فداءها

God obligated its care

In their duty to love him

هم أسرةُ الدين التي

فرضَ الإِلهُ ولاءها

Hearts have achieved their purity

They stretched over the world hands

ولها بواجب ودّها

صفت القلوبُ صفاءها

That do not refrain from generosity

And by their nobility the tradition overflowed, detailing its news

بسطت على الدنيا أكفًّا

ما تغبُّ سخاءها

And by their Jaʿfar the despairing hopes have quenched their thirst

He by whom the glorious deeds unfurled their banner

وسرت بفضلهم الروا

ة ففصَّلت أنباءها

And walked in a step whose morn

Turned the faces of the envious green!

وروت بجعفرهم لحا

ئمة الرجاء رواءها

What more can I say of a moon that returned the shine

To a world after oppression had dressed it in darkness?

ذاك الذي نشرت علي

ه المكرماتُ لواءها

He brings capable leadership, enobled until

My devices were silenced by him

ومشى على قدمٍ غدا

وجهُ الحسود حذاءها

If I could then from the stars I'd compile his praise!

For he is the one in whose shade

ناهيكَ من قمرٍ على ال

دنيا أعادَ بهاءها

The world witnessed his compassion

And in him, troubles were driven back

مِن بعد ما لبست لفق

دِ كرامها ظلماءها

Lest there be no relief from its affliction

And by his face the cloud on Muhammad was uncovered

هو للزعامةِ صالٌ

شرفاً رقي علياءها

And by his Husayn the world's eyes glimpsed light, he being their sight

The fair faced whose cheeks were crafted

ما حيلتي فله منا

قبُ أفحمت شعراءها

From the pride of pottery fashioned as raiment

In the grey, bitter winter the noble do not

لو أستطيعُ إذاً نظم

تُ من النجومِ ثناءها

Suffice it song

From a Doha it found in the water

فهو الذي في ظلّه

رأت الورى استذراءها

Of generosity its thirst quenched

Within it grew its branches that shade

واستدفعتْ فيه على

أن لا مُغيثَ بلاءها

The world in its generous cover

Oh sons of time, leave the Hashemite stars and their sky!

واستكشفت عنها بوج

ه محمدٍ غماءها

Turn to them for the divine has returned their domain

Oh family served by the angels of heaven

وعيونها بحسينها

رمقتْ وكانَ ضياءها

As fathers!

God sculpted from the mountains their towering heights

بيضُ الوجوه غطارفٌ

نسجَ الفخارُ رداءها

Were you to extend by your worth you'd extend its greenery!

Are you not those who exceed, in your glory, Juwza?

في الشتوة الغبراء لا

تغني الكرام غناءها

The trustees of God's faith, the trustees of his creation!

Between God and it you are found

من دوحة وجدتْ بما

ءِ المكرماتِ رواءها

His ambassadors!

A cloud of mercy travelled, sent by the Lord of the winds in comfort

نشأت تظللُ في الورى

أفنانُها أفياءها

It travelled over the world adorned from Paradise in its water

It quenched a tomb from you

أبني الزمان دعوا كوا

كبَ هاشمٍ وسماءها

Sealing thereby the honour of its caretakers

فيئوا إليكم عن عُلاً

لهم الإِلهُ أفاءها

يا أسرةً خدمتْ ملا

ئكة السما آباءها

فطر الإِلهُ من الجبا

لِ حلومَها وعلاءها

لو تفرشون بقدركم

لفرشتم خضراءها

أوَلستم المتجاوزي

ن بمجدِكم جوزاءها

أمناءَ دين الله سا

دةَ خلقه أمناءها

بين الإِلهِ وبينها

وجدتكُم سفراءها

ركبت سحابة رحمةٍ

من ذي الرياح رُخاءها

وسرت على الدنيا من ال

فردوس تجمل ماءها

فسقتْ ضريحاً عنكم

ختمتْ به أرزاءها