مَرَى الدَّمعَ مِن عَينَيكَ دارٌ مُحِيلَةٌ
بِفَيضِ الحَشا تَسفِى عَلَيها دَبُورُها
Tears flowed from your eyes, a home turned desolate
By a torrent of grief washed away are its dwellers
عَهِدتُ بِها سِرباً أُمَيمَةُ فِيهِمُ
وَلَم يَدعُ بِالبَينِ المُشِتِّ أَمِيرُهَا
Once a flock of doves were there, among them
No emir left that would part them when far he wandered
وَقَفتُ فَأَقرَأتُ السَّلامَ فَلَم تُبنِ
جَواباً وَلَم تُعرِب لِمَن يَستَحِيرُهَا
I stood and sent greetings but no response came
No words uttered, though looked for in puzzlement
فَحَمِّل نَوَاها عَنسَلاً شَمَّرِيَّةً
يُشَدُّ عَلَى مِثلِ السَّفِينَةِ كُورُها
Make its intent an easily bound scroll that ties
Like a ship’s plank its pages and leaves in order
شَدَدتُ عَلَيها الرَّحلَ لَمَّا تَكَبَّرَت
عَلَى الفَحلِ أَو أَبدَى اللِّقاحَ خُطُورُها
When she grew arrogant I bound it fast
If she sniffed the stallion or showed her zeal
إذَا هِىَ خَافَت خَفقَةَ السَّوطِ لَم تَزَل
كَأَنَّ بِها لَمّاتِ جِنٍّ تُطِيرُهَا
She feared the whip's blow, never ceasing to be
As if inside her were devils to startle her
أُمَيمُ احفِظى نَقضَ القُوَى إِن تَذَمَّرَت
كٍلابُ العِدَى دُونِى وَهرَّ عَقُورُهَا
My doves guard against powers rent asunder
The hounds of hatred prowl, evade their savagery
وَلَن يَنقُضَ الهِجرَانُ عَقداً عَقَدتُهُ
إِذا مَلَّ مِن نَقضِ القُوَى مَن يُغِيرُهَا
No estrangement will breach a pact I have sealed
If those who would change it tire of savagery
أُمَيمُ أَما الدُّنيا بِعائِدةٍ لَنا
كَما قَد مَضَى أَم كَيفَ يُرجَى كرُورُهَا
My doves will this world return us to one day
Or else, how can its former ways be hoped for?
