أَمِنَ الْمُلْكِ حَسْبُكَ مِنْ أَمِينِ

وُقِيتَ نَوائِبَ الزَّمَنِ الْخَؤُونِ

Is kingship enough for you, O faithful one

You escaped the turns of fickle time

لِيَهْنِ الْمُلْكَ أَنَّكَ بِتَّ مِنُْ

بِمَنْزِلَةِ الْخَدِينِ مِنَ الْخَدِينِ

So that the kingdom would be serene since you are

Like a necklace on a neck

وَلَوْ تُحْبا بِقَدْرِكَ كُنْتَ مِنْهُ

مَكانَ التّاجِ مِنْ أَعْلى الْجَبِينِ

Had you been loved as you deserve

You would have been instead of a crown at the top of the forehead

سَمَوْتَ بِهِمَّتَيْ عَزْمٍ وَحَزْمٍ

وَطُلْتَ بِشِيمَتَيْ كَرَمٍ وَدِينِ

You rose with resolute determination and wisdom

And excelled in nobility and faith

فَما تَنْفَكُّ مِنْ فَضْلٍ عَمِيمٍ

عَلَى الْعافِي وَمِنْ فَضْلٍ مُبِينِ

So you do not cease to have abundant grace

Upon the healthy and obvious grace

كَأَنَّكَ مُطْلَقُ الْحَدَّيْنِ ماضٍ

أَفاضَتْ ماءهُ أَيْدِي الْقُيُونِ

As if you were unleashed, energetic,

Whose water was poured by pouring hands

صَفاءُ خلائِقٍ وَبَهاءُ خَلْقٍ

فَسَعْداً لِلْقُلُوبِ وَلِلْعُيُونِ

The purity of manners and beauty of character

So happiness to hearts and eyes

كَأَيّامِ الصِّبا حَسُنَتْ وَرَقَّتْ

وَأَيّامِ الصَّبابَةِ وَالشُّجُونِ

Like the days of youth when it was beautiful and fluttered

And the days of boyhood and passion

ظَنَنْتُ بِكَ الْجَمِيلَ فَكُنْتَ أَهْلاً

لِتَصْدِيقِي وَتَصْدِيقِ الظُّنُونِ

I thought well of you, so you were worthy

Of my belief and the belief of suspicions

وَما شيِمَتْ سَحابُ نَداكَ إِلاّ

سَحَبْتُ ذَلاذِلَ الْحَمْدِ الْمَصُونِ

The clouds of your bounty only gathered

So I drew the ropes of protected praise

فَما بالِي جُفِيتُ وَكُنْتُ مِمَّنْ

إِلَيْهِ الشَّوْقُ مَجْلُوبُ الْحَنِينِ

Why was I deprived when I was among those

To whom longing pulls, full of yearning

أَبَعْدَ تَعَلُّقِي بِكَ مُسْتَعيذاً

وَأَخْذِي مِنْكَ بِالْحَبْلِ الْمَتِينِ

After my attachment to you seeking refuge

And my taking from you the strong rope

يُرَشَّحُ لِلْعُلى مَنْ لَيْسَ مِثْلِي

وَيُدْعى لِلغِنى مَنْ كانَ دُونِي

One who is not like me is nominated for highness

And one who is below me is called to wealth

أَرى عِيدانَ قَوْمٍ غَيْرَ عُودِي

مِنَ الأَثْمارِ مُثْقَلَةَ الْغُصُونِ

I see the staves of other people that are not my wont

Laden with fruits, bent boughs

وَمالِي لا أَذُمُّ إِلَيْكَ دَهْرِي

إِذا الْمُتَأَخِّرُونَ تَقَدَّمُونِي

Why do I not devote my lifelong time to you

When those behind me have gone ahead of me

وَما إِنْ قُلْتُ ذا حَسَداً لِحُرٍّ

أَفاقَ الدَّهْرُ فِيهِ مِنَ الْجُنُونِ

I do not say this out of envy for the free man

Whose time transcended him with madness

وَلكِنَّ الْعُمُومَ مِنَ الْغَوادِي

أَحَقُّ بِشِيمَةِ الْغَيْثِ الْهَتُونِ

But general abundance is more deserving

Of the quality of pouring rain

لَقَدْ قَبَضَ الزَّمانُ يَدِي وَأَعْيَتْ

عَلَيَّ رِياضَهُ الْحَظِّ الْحَرُونِ

Indeed, time has tied my hands and exhausted me

With its fields of fleeting luck

وَما اسْتَصْرَخْتُ فَيْضَ نَداكَ حَتّى

عَنانِي مِنْهُ بِالْحَرْبِ الزَّبُونِ

I did not implore your flowing bounty until

It distracted me with constant war

بَقِيتَ لِرَوْحِ مَكْرُوبٍ لَهِيفٍ

دعاكَ وَفَكِّ مأْسُورٍ رَهِينِ

You remained for the soul of a weary, frail being

Who called you - so release a captive, detained

وَعِشْتَ مُحَسَّدَ الأَيّامِ تَسْمُو

إِلى الْعَلْياءِ مُنْقَطِعَ القَرِينِ

And you lived as the envied days ascended

To the Most High, alone