غرامٌ ولا شكْوى وعَتْبٌ ولا عُتْبى

وشوقٌ ولا لُقْيا وصبرٌ ولا عُقْبى

A passion, and no complaining, reproach or blame

A longing, and no meeting, patience but no torment

وكم حَنَّ معشوقٌ وأَعْتَبَ عاشِقٌ

وقلبُكَ مَا أَقْسى وقَلْبِيَ مَا أَصْبى

How often the beloved complains, the lover laments

Your heart is so harsh, mine is so smitten

سأَصْدَعُ أَحناءَ الضُّلوعِ بِزَفْرَةٍ

تُطيرُ إِلَيْكِ القلبَ لَوْ أَنَّ لي قَلْبا

I will burst my ribs with a sigh

That would send my heart flying to you, if I had a heart

وأُسْبِلُ آماقَ الجفونِ بِعَبْرَةٍ

وإِنْ حُرِمَتْ منكِ المودَّةَ فِي القُرْبى

And shed tears to soak the depths of my eyelids

Though denied your love and kindness as a relative

بِنِسْبَتِنا فِي رِقِّ مولىً أَضافَنا

فَبَوَّأَنا الإِكرامَ والمنزِلَ الرَّحْبا

Our relation to the Lord who brought us together

Gave us honor and a spacious dwelling

وحسبُكِ و المَنْصُورُ جامِعُ شَمْلِنا

وكُنْتِ لَهُ شَرْقاً وكُنتُ لَهُ غَرْبا

You suffice, O Mansur, who gathered our clan

You were his east, and I his west

فَجَهَّزَ فِيَّ العلمَ والحلمَ والنُّهى

وجَهَّزَ فيكِ الخيلَ والطعنَ والحربا

He equipped me with knowledge, wisdom and guidance

And equipped you with horses, spears and war

فَلَبَّيْتِهِ سَيْباً ولَبَّيْتُهُ مُنىً

ودِنْتُ لَهُ سلْماً ودِنْتِ لَهُ حَرْبا

I answered his call to peace, you to battle

I submitted to him in peace, you in war

فلا عَدِمَ الإِسلامُ من عَزَمَاتِهِ

سيوفاً بِهَا نَسْبِي وُجُوهاً بِهَا نُسْبى

So Islam will never lack his determination

Swords in it our lineage, faces in it our honor