الْعًمْرُ نَوْمٌ وَالْمُنَى أَحْلاَمُ
مَاذَا عَسَى أَنْ يَسْتَمِرَّ مُقَامُ
Life is but sleep, and death is a dream
What can continue to remain?
وَإِذَا تَحَقَّقْنَا لِشَيءٍ بَدْأَةً
فَلَهُ بِمَا تَقْضِي الْعُقُولُ تَمَامُ
When we become sure of something at first
It will end as minds require
وَالنَّفْسُ تَجْمَحُ فِي مَدَى آمَالِهَا
رَكْضَاً وَتَأْبَى ذَلِكَ الأيَّامُ
And the soul ambitiously rushes
Galloping, though time refuses that
مَنْ لَمْ يُصَبْ فِي نَفْسِهِ فَمُصَابُهُ
بِحَبِيبِهِ نَفَذَتْ بِذَا الأَحْكَامُ
He whose loss does not pain his own soul
The laws have been carried out for his beloved
بَعْدَ الشَّبِيبِةِ كَبْرَةٌ وَوَرَاءَها
هَرَمٌ وَمِنْ بَعْدِ الْحَيَاةِ حِمَامُ
After youth comes aging, and after it
Decrepitude, and after life a tomb
وَلِحِكْمَةٍ مَا أَشْرَقَتْ شُهْبُ الدُّجَى
وَتَعَاقَبَ الإِصْبَاحُ وَالإِظْلاَمُ
By some wisdom, the gleams of darkness shone
And dawn and dusk alternated
دُنْيَاكَ يَا هَذَا مَحلَّةُ نُقْلَةٍ
وَمُنَاخُ رَكْبٍ مَا لَدِيْهِ مَقَامُ
Your world, O you, is a stopping place for travelers
An abode of journey where there is no stay
هَذَا أَمِيرُ الْمُسْلِمِينَ وَمَنْ بِهِ
وُجِدَ السَّمَاحُ وَأُعْدِمَ الإِعْدَامُ
This is the Prince of the Believers, by whom
Leniency was found and executing abolished
سِرُّ الأَمَانَةِ وَالْخِلاَفَةِ يُوسُفٌ
غَيْثُ الْمُلُوكِ وَلَيْثُهَا الضِّرْغَامُ
The secret of trusteeship and caliphate is Yusuf
A rain for kings and their roaring lion
قَصَدَتْهُ عَادِيَةُ الزَّمَانِ فَأَقْصَدَتْ
وَالْعِزُّ سَامٍ وَالْخَمِيسُ لُهَامُ
The vicissitudes of time attacked him, so it transgressed
And glory is high and the Fifth is vanquished
فُجِعَتْ بِهِ الدُّنْيَا وَكُدِّرَ شِرْبُهَا
وَشَكَا الْعِرَاقُ مُصَابَهُ وَالشَّامُ
The world was anguished by him and its drink was bitter
And Iraq lamented its affliction and Syria
أَسَفاً عَلَى الْخُلُقِ الْجَمِيلِ كَأَنَّمَا
بَدْرُ الدُّجُنَّةِ قَدْ جَلاَهُ تَمَامُ
Alas! For the beautiful manners, as if
The full moon of darkness was eclipsed completely
أسفاً عَلَى الْعُمُرِ الْجَدِيدِ كَأَنَّهُ
زَهْرُ الْحَدِيقَةِ زَهْرُهُ بَسَّامُ
Alas! For the young age, as if it is
The garden flower whose bloom is plucked
أَسَفاً عَلَى الْخُلُقِ الرَّضِيّ كَأَنَّهُ
زَهْرُ الرِّيَاضِ هَمى عَلَيْهِ غَمَامُ
Alas! For the pleasing disposition, as if it is
The flower of gardens smothered by clouds
أَسَفاً عَلَى الْوَجْهِ الَّذِي مَهْما بَدَا
طَاشَتْ لِنُورِ جَمَالِهِ الأَفْهَامُ
Alas for the face that however it appeared
Minds were bewildered by the light of its beauty
يَانَاصِرَ الثَّغْرِ الْغَرِيبِ وَأَهْلِهِ
وَالأَرْضُ تَرْجُفُ وَالسَّمَاءُ قَتَامُ
O defender of the strange border and its people
While the earth trembles and the sky is dark
يَاصَاحِبَ الصَّدَقَاتِ فِي جُنْحِ الدُّجَى
وَالنَّاسُ فِي فُرُشِ النَّعِيمِ نِيَامُ
O owner of charity in the darkness of night
While people are sleeping in beds of bliss
يَاحَافِظَ الْحَرَمِ الَّذِي بِظِلاَلِهِ
سُتِرَ الأَرَامِلُ وَاكْتَسَى الأَيْتَامُ
O protector of the sanctuary, in whose shade
Widows were veiled and orphans clothed
مَوْلاَيَ هَلْ لَكَ للْقُصُورِ زِيَارَةٌ
بَعْدَ انْتِزَاحِ الدَّارِ أَوْ إِلْمَامُ
My Master, do you have a visit to the palaces
After the house was emptied, or any knowledge?
مَوْلاَيَ هَلْ لَكَ للْعَبِيدِ تَذَكُّرٌ
حَاشَاكَ أَنْ يُنْسَى لَدَيْكَ ذِمَامُ
My Master, do you have any remembrance of servants?
You are far above forgetting promises
يَا وَاحِدَ الآحَادِ وَالْعَلَمُ الَّذِي
خَفَقَتْ بِعِزَّةِ نَصْرِهِ الأَعْلاَمُ
O Unique of the unique, and the banner
Whose glory the banners shook
وَافَاكَ أَمْرُ اللهِ حِينَ تَكَامَلَتْ
فِيكَ النُّهَى وَالْجُودُ وَالإِقْدَامُ
The command of God befell you when
Asceticism, generosity, and courage were perfected in you
وَرَحَلْتَ عَنَّا الرَّكْبَ خَيْرَ خَلِيفَةٍ
أَثْنَى عَلَيْكَ اللهُ وَالإِسْلاَمُ
And you journeyed from us, the best successor
God and Islam praised you
نِعْمَ الطَّرِيقُ سَكْتَ كَانَ رَفِيقُهُ
وَالزَّادُ فِيهِ تَهَجُّدٌ وَصِيَامُ
Good is the path you walked, whose companion was silence
And provision was night vigil and fasting
وَكَسَفْتَ يَا شَمْسَ الْمَحَاسِنِ ضَحْوَةً
فَالْيَوْمُ لَيْلٌ وَالضِّياءُ ظَلاَمُ
You veiled, O sun of beauty, at dawn
So today is night and light is darkness
وَسَقَاكَ عِيدُ الْفِطْرِ كَأَسَ شَهَادَةٍ
فِيهَا مِنَ الأَجَلِ الْوُحِيِّ مُدَامُ
And Eid al-Fitr quenched you with a cup of martyrdom
In which was perpetual inspiration from fate
وَخَتَمْتَ عُمْرَكَ بِالصَّلاَةِ فَحَبَّذَا
عَمَلٌ كَرِيمٌ سَعْيُهُ وَخِتَامُ
And you ended your life with prayers, so excellent
Is the noble deed whose effort is an end
مَوْلاَيَ كَمْ هَذَا الرُّقَادُ إِلَى مَتَى
بَيْنَ الصَّفَائِحِ وَالُّترَابِ تَنَامُ
My Master, how long will this slumber be
Between the planks and soil you sleep?
أَعِدِ التَّحِيَّةَ وَاحْتَسِبْهَا قُرْبَةً
إِنْ كَانَ يُمْكِنُكَ الْغَدَاةَ كَلاَمُ
Offer greetings and count it as devotion
If you can speak in the morning
تَبْكِي عَلَيْكَ مَصَانِعٌ شَيَّدْتَهَا
بِيضٌ كَمَا تَبْكِي الْهَدِيلَ حَمَامُ
Structures you erected weep for you
White like pigeons weeping
تَبْكِي عَلَيْكَ مَسَاجِدٌ عَمَّرْتَهَا
فَالنَّاسُ فِيهَا سُجَّدٌ وَقِيَامُ
Mosques you renovated weep for you
So people in them bow and stand
تَبْكِي عَلَيْكَ خَلاَئِقٌ أَمَّنْتَهَا
بِالسِّلْمِ وَهْيَ كَأَنَّهَا أَنْعَامُ
Creatures you secured weep for you
With peace while they are like cattle
عَامَلْتَ وَجْهَ اللهِ فِيمَا رُمْتَهُ
مِنْهَا فَلَمْ يَبْعُدْ عَلَيْكَ مَرَامُ
You dealt with the sake of God in what you intended
So your goal was not far from you
لَوْ كُنْتَ تُفْدَى أَوْ تُجَارُ مِنَ الرَّدَى
بُذِلَتْ نُفُوسٌ مِنْ لَدُنْكَ كِرَامُ
Had you been ransomed or rescued from harm
Noble souls would have been sacrificed for you
لَوْ كُنْتَ تُمْنَعُ بِالصَّوارِمِ وَالْقَنَا
مَا كَانَ رَكْبُكَ بِالْغِلاَبِ يُرَامُ
Had you been protected with swords and spears
Your army would not have been defeated
لَكِنَّهُ أَمْرُ الإِلَهِ وَمَا لَنَا
إِلاَّ رِضاً بِالْحُكْمِ وَاسْتِسْلاَمُ
But it is the command of God, and we have
Only consent to the decree and submission
وَاللهُ قَدْ كَتَبَ الْفَنَا عَلَى الْوَرَى
وَقَضَاؤُهُ جَفَّتْ بِهِ الأَقْلاَمُ
And God has written extinction on creation
And His ordainment, pens have run dry
نَمْ فِي جِوَارِ اللهِ مَسْرُوراً بِمَا
قّدَّمْتَ يَوْمَ تُزَلْزَلُ الأَقْدَامُ
Sleep content near God for what
You forwarded on the day when feet stumble
وَاعْلَمْ بِأَنَّ سَلِيلَ مُلْكِكَ قَدْ غَدَا
فِي مُسْتَقَرِّ عُلاَكَ وَهْوَ إِمَامُ
And know that the scion of your kingdom has become
In the seat of your height, and he is the Imam
سِتْرٌ تَكَنَّفَ مِنْهُ مَنْ خَلَّفْتَهُ
ظِلُّ ظَلِيلٌ فَهْوَ لَيْسَ يُضَامُ
A protection enveloping those you left behind
A shady shadow, so he does not oppress
كُنْتَ الْحُسَامَ فَصِرْتَ فِي غِمْدِ الثَّرَى
وَلِنَصْرِ مُلْكِكَ سُلَّ مِنْهُ حُسَامُ
You were the sword, so you became in the scabbard of soil
And for the victory of your kingdom, swords are drawn from it
خَلَّفْتَ أُمَّةَ أَحْمَدٍ لِمُحَمَدٍ
فَقَضَتْ بِسَعْدِ الأُمَّةِ الأَحْكَامُ
You left the nation of Ahmad for Muhammad
So by the nation's prosperity, matters were decided
فَهُوَ الْخَلِيفَةُ لِلْوَرَى فِي عَهْدِهِ
تُرْعَى الْعُهُودُ وَتُوصَلُ الأرْحَامُ
For he is the Caliph of the world in his era
Covenants are kept and kinships connected
أَبْقَى رُسُومَكَ كَلَّهَا مَحْفُوظَةً
لَمْ يَنْتَثِرْ مِنْهَا عَلَيْكَ نِظَامُ
All your conventions are preserved
No system of yours was scattered about you
الْعَدْلُ وَالشِّيَمُ الْكَرِيمَةُ وَالتُّقَى
وَالدَّارُ وَالأَلْقَابُ وَالْخُدَّامُ
Justice, noble traits, piety
The house, titles and servants
حَسْبِي بِأَنْ أَغْشَى ضَرِيحَكَ لاَثِماً
وَأَقُولُ وَالدَّمْعُ السَّفُوحُ سِجَامُ
It suffices me to cover your tomb kissing
And say, with tears flowing,
يَا مَدْفَنَ التَّقْوَى وَيَا مَثْوَى الْهُدَى
مِنِّي عَلَيْكَ تَحِيَّةٌ وَسَلاَمُ
O burial ground of piety, O abode of guidance
Greetings and peace be upon you from me
أَخْفَيْتُ مِنْ حُزْنِي عَلَيْكَ وَفِي الْحَشَا
نَارٌ لَهَا بَيْنَ الضُّلُوعِ ضِرَامُ
I have hidden from my grief for you, and in solitude
A fire, blazing between ribs
وَلَو أَنَّنِي أَدَيْتُ حَقَّكَ لَمْ يَكُنْ
لِي بَعْدَ فَقْدِكَ فِي الْوُجُودِ مُقَامُ
Had I fulfilled your due, there would have been
No stay for me in existence after you
وَإِذَا الْفَتَى أَدَّى الَّذِي فِي وِسْعِهِ
وَأَتَى بِجُهْدٍ مَا عَلَيْهِ مَلاَمُ
When a young man does what he can
And makes effort, no blame is upon him