رُبَّ لَيْلٍ ظَفِرْتُ بالبَدْرِ

ونُجومُ السّماءِ لمْ تدْرِ

Many a night I gained the full moon,

While the stars in the sky remained unaware.

حفِظَ اللهُ لَيلَنا ورَعَى

أيَّ شمْلٍ منَ الهَوى جمَعا

May God preserve our night and watch over,

The union of love He allowed us to share.

غَفَلَ الدّهْرُ والرّقيبُ مَعا

ليْتَ نهْرَ النّهارِ لمْ يجْرِ

Oblivious were fate and the watchman,

If only the river of day would not flow!

حكَمَ الله لي علَى الفَجْرِ

علِّلِ النّفْسَ يا أخَا العَرَبِ

God decreed the dawn for me,

Appease your soul, O friend of Arabs,

بحَديثٍ أحْلَى منَ الضّرَبِ

في هَوَى مَنْ وِصالُهُ أرَبي

With a sweeter discourse than poetry,

In the love of the one whose union brings me bliss,

كلّما مرّ ذِكْرُ مَنْ أدْري

قُلْتُ يا بَرْدَهُ علَى صدْرِي

Whenever the memory of the one I know passes,

I say, “O coolness upon my chest!”

صاحِ لا تهْتَمِمْ بأمْرِ غَدِ

وأجِزْ صِرْفَها يَداً بيَدِ

Do not worry for tomorrow’s affairs,

And allow them to unfold before you,

بيْنَ نهْرِ وبُلْبُلٍ غَرِدِ

وغُصونٌ تَميلُ منْ سُكْرِ

Between a river and a singing nightingale,

And branches swaying from intoxication.

أعْلَنَتْ للغَمامِ بالشُّكْرِ

يا مُرادِي ومُنْتَهى أمَلي

They declared gratitude to the clouds openly,

O object of my desire and hope’s end,

هاتِها عسْجَدِيّةَ الحُلَلِ

حلّتِ الشّمْسُ منْزِلَ الحَمَلِ

Bring me the Yemeni garment,

For the sun resides in Aries,

وبُرودُ الرّبيعِ في نشْرِ

والصَّبا عَنْبَريّةُ النّشْرِ

And the breeze of spring blows gently,

The morning dew glistened clearly,

غُرّةُ الصُّبْحِ هذِهِ وضَحَتْ

وقِيانُ الغُصونِ قدْ صدَحَتْ

And the croaking of branches rang out,

As if the breeze, when it blows,

وكأنّ الصَّبا إذا نفَحَتْ

وسَما طِيبُها عنِ الحَصْرِ

With its scent beyond measure,

Sings praises of the Most High’s family,

مِدْحَةً في عُلا بَني نصْرِ

هُمْ مُلوكُ الوَرى بِلا ثُنْيا

They are kings of all people without doubt,

Who paved the path of faith and adorned the world,

مَهّدوا الدّينَ زيّنُوا الدُّنْيا

وحَمَى اللهُ منْهُمُ العُلْيا

And God protected the Most High through them,

With the exalted, eminent Imam,

بالإمامِ المُرَفَّعِ الخَطْرِ

والغَمامِ المُبارَكِ القَطْرِ

And the blessed, pouring raincloud.

Verily, Yusuf is the Imam of guidance,

إنّما يوسُفُ إمامُ هُدَى

جازَ في المَعْلُواتِ كلَّ مَدَى

He surpassed all boundaries of glory,

Say to the days of his rule, “Be forever blessed!”

قُلْ لدَهْرٍ بمُلْكِهِ سعِدا

افْتَخِرْ جُمْلَةً علَى الدّهْرِ

Boast over all other eras,

Like the boasting of spring over flowers.

كافْتِخارِ الرّبيعِ بالزّهْرِ

يا عِمادَ العَلاءِ والمَجْدِ

O pillar of glory and honor,

The feast has risen with the ascendant of fortune,

أطْلَعَ العِيدُ طالِعَ السّعْدِ

ووَفَى الفَتْحُ فيهِ بالوَعْدِ

And victory therein fulfilled its promise,

In it, glimpses of the preludes of triumph appeared in the palace,

وتجلّتْ فيهِ علَى القَصْرِ

غُرَرٌ منْ طَلائِعِ النّصْرِ

So delight in its splendid beauty,

With the joy of souls and passions,

فتهنّأْ منْ حُسْنِهِ البَهِجِ

بحَياةِ النّفوسِ والمُهَجِ

And listen to it, and leave the words of the morose,

I swear by the love of the honorable,

واسْتَمِعْها ودَعْ مَقالَ شَجي

قَسَماً بالهَوى لِذي حِجْرِ

The longing night has no dawn.

ما للَيْلِ المَشوقِ منْ فجْرِ