أَهلاً بمن نَصَرَ الإِلهُ وأَيَّدَا

وحمى من الإِشراكِ أُمَّةَ أَحْمَدَا

Greetings to the one whom God granted victory and support,

And who protected the nation of Ahmad from polytheism,

وسَخا لأَطرافِ الرِّماحِ بنفسِهِ

شُحَّاً وإِشفاقاً عل دينِ الهُدى

And who was generous with his life on the tips of spears,

Stingy and protective of the religion of guidance,

وبمَنْ حَمى التوحيدَ مِمَّنْ سامَهُ

خَسْفاً فأَصبَحَ فِي المعالِي أَوْحَدَا

And the one who protected monotheism from those who poisoned it

With lies, so he made it prominent and unmatched,

حَتَّى أَعادَ الدِّينَ أَبيضَ مُشْرِقاً

بسيوفِهِ والكُفْرَ أدْهَمَ أَسْوَدَا

Until he returned the religion shining white

While disbelief became gloomy and blackened,

بَسَطَ الإِلهُ بِسَيْفِهِ وبرُمْحِهِ

ظِلّاً عَلَى الدِّينِ الحنيفِ مُمَدَّدا

God expanded the shade of the pure religion with his sword and spear

Stretching far and wide,

بمكارِمٍ شهدَتْ عَلَيْهِ بأَنَّهُ

أَنْدى الورى كَفَّاً وأَطيَبُ مَحْتِدا

With virtues that testify he is

The most generous and finest man of his time,

وشمائِلٍ لَوْ شامَ رَهْبَةَ سَيْفِهِ

لَغَدا لِرِقَّتِها الورى مُسْتَعْبَدَا

And with qualities that if the terror of his sword sensed,

The world would become enslaved by their gentleness,

من أَحرَزَ الغاياتِ أَدْنى شأْوِهِ

حَتَّى تقاصَرَ عن مساعِيهِ المَدى

He attained the lowest of his lofty goals

Until the horizons fell short of his efforts,

وسطا عَلَى الأَعداءِ حَتَّى لاغتدَتْ

عَنْقَاءُ مُغْرِبُ فِي البلادِ منَ العِدى

And assaulted the enemies fiercely until

The necks of the west submitted to him,

بعزائِمٍ فِي الرَّوْعِ قحطانِيَّةٍ

تركَتْ ديارَ الشِّرْكِ قاعاً فَدْفَدَا

With resolves during battle like those of Qahtan

That left the lands of polytheism desolate and destroyed,

يا حاجِباً وَرِثَ الرِّياسَةَ والعُلا

والملكَ والإِعظامَ أَمْجَدَ أمْجَدَا

O the veiled one, who inherited leadership, glory,

Kingship and greatness, most glorious!

والقائِدَ الميمونَ والقمرَ الَّذِي

يجلُو بغُرَّتِهِ الظلامَ إِذَا بَدَا

And the blessed leader, the moon that

Dispels the darkness when it appears,

والأَزْهَرَ الوضَّاحَ والمَلِكَ الَّذِي

لبِسَ الندى والبأْسَ ثَوْباً وارتدى

The bright flower, the king who

Wore dew and valor like clothes,

إِنْ يُكْنَ عن بعضِ النجومِ بأَسْعُدٍ

فلقد تَجَلَّتْ كُلُّها لَكَ أَسْعُدَا

If he surpasses some stars in good fortune,

They have all submitted to him, most fortunate!

فَخْراً لمصدرِكَ الَّذِي لَمْ يَتَّرِكْ

لِظُبَى الصوارِمِ فِي الأَعاجِمِ مَوْرِدا

Pride of your source that did not leave

For the swords of the non-Arabs a place to strike,

للهِ فِي الإِشراكِ منك وقائعٌ

أَرْبَتْ عَلَى حَرْبِ الذَّنائِبِ مَشْهَدَا

God has, because of you, events against polytheism

That presented war against evils spectacularly,

لا مثْلَ بَرْبَدِّيل يوم حَوَيْتَها

فَخْراً أَغارَ عَلَى الزمانِ وأَنْجَدَا

No battle like Barbastro when you besieged it,

Pride that raged against time and helped,

جَرَّدْتَ للإِسلامِ فِيهَا صارِماً

عَوَّدْتَهُ ضَرْبَ الطُّلى فَتَعَوَّدَا

You mobilized against polytheism in it a deadly sword

That you trained to strike skulls so it grew accustomed,

وسلَلْتَهُ للهِ فِيهَا سَلَّةً

مَنَعَتْ صليباً بعدها أَن يُعْبَدا

And you unleashed it for God in it as plunder

That thereafter prevented a cross from being worshipped,

ووقَفْتَ دونَ الدَّيْرِ فِيهَا وَقَفْةً

كَانَتْ لنصرِ اللهِ فِيهَا مَوْعِدَا

And you stood at the monastery in it with a stand

That was an appointment to support God in it,

و قُلُنْيَةٌ أَنشأْتَ فِيهَا عارِضاً

للحربِ أَبْرَقَ بالحتوفِ وأرعدا

And Cuñela where you contended with an opponent

Whose warfare sparked with violent thunderclaps,

وَبِرَأْي عَيْنِي يومَ خُضْتَ لِفَتْحِها

بحراً من البيضِ الصَّوَارِمِ مُزْبِدا

And by my eyewitness on the day you battled to conquer it

A sea of bright swords raging,

فرأَيْتُ مَا اسْتَنْزَلْتُ من نجمٍ هَوَى

وشهِدْتُ مَا حُدِّثتُ عَنْ لَيْثٍ عَدَا

So I saw what stars you made fall

And witnessed what was told of a lion pouncing,

والحربُ قائِمَةٌ تَغَصُّ بِنَقْعِها

لَمحاً بنارِ المشرَفِيَّةِ مُوقَدا

With war raging and its sparks

Lighting up the Almohad fires,

والشمسُ حَيْرَى فِي السماءِ كَأَنَّها

ترنُو إِلَى الدُّنيا بمُقلَةِ أَرْمَدَا

The confused sun in the sky as if

Blinking at the world with bleary eyes,

والخيل تستلِمُ الصَّعيدَ كَأَنَّما

تبغِي إِلَى الجَوزاءِ منها مَصْعَدَا

Horses taking the ground as if

Seeking ascent to Canopus from it,

ما إِن ترى إِلّا خُفُوقَ مهنَّدٍ

كالبرقِ يقرعُ فِي المَكَرِّ مُهَنَّدَا

You see only the flashing of polished swords

Striking in the battle like lightning,

وثُقُوبَ أَزْهَرَ كالشهابِ مُثَقَّفٍ

يُهْدَى إِلَى ظُلَم النُّفوسِ بِهِ الرَّدَى

And the glitter of bright flowers like meteors

That guide the lost souls away from darkness,

فغدا إِلَيْها منكَ لَيْثُ خَفِيَّةٍ

مَا راح إِلّا للفخارِ ولا غَدَا

So a stealthy lion from you went forth at it

Not resting except for glory, never withdrawing,

لا تَرْتَضِي للسيفِ سَلَّةَ ساعَةٍ

حَتَّى تراهُ فِي الكواهِلِ مُغْمَدا

Refusing to sheathe the sword even for an hour

Until he sees it back in the scabbards,

وتركت شَنْتَ اشْتِيبناً وكأَنَّما

حَطَّتْ سيوفُكَ من عِداها الفَرْقَدَا

You left Murcia as if your swords

Had torn it to pieces and shreds,

فَقَصَرْتَ مُدَّتَها بوقفةِ ساعَةٍ

أَبْقَتْ لَكَ الفخرَ الجليلَ مُخلَّدا

You shortened its existence with but a hour's stand

Keeping great and eternal glory for you,

شَيَّدْتَ عزَّ المسلمينَ بهَدْمِ مَا

قَدْ كَانَ عِزُّ الكفرِ منها شَيَّدَا

You built the honor of Muslims by destroying what

Had been the honor of disbelief you demolished,

وتَرَكْتَ غَرْسيَةً بنقمةِ غَدْرِهِ

بالرَّوْعِ فِي الأَرضِ الفضاءِ مُقَيَّدَا

And you left Orihuela with the anger for its betrayal

Terrified and chained in the open desert,

لهفانَ يجتابُ النهارَ مُروَّعاً

بظباكَ والليلَ التمامَ مُسَهَّدا

Raiding its day in fear with your soldiers

And its night in terror with your horsemen,

خزيانَ قَدْ أَوْسَعْتَ حُرَّ بلادِهِ

وديارِهِ لَهَبَ السعيرِ المُوقَدَا

You widened the free lands of his towns

And homes with the burning flames you ignited,

قَدْ غَرَّ أحزابَ الكُماةِ وَمَا حَمَى

وأَضَلَّ أَشياعَ الضَّلالِ وَمَا هَدَى

You led astray the tribes of infidels and their allies

And misguided the followers of misguidance, not guiding them!

إِيهاً بني المنصورِ أَنْفُسُنا لكُمْ

ونفوسُ مَنْ فِي الشَّرْقِ والغربِ الفِدا

Come O sons of al-Mansur, our souls are for you

And the souls of those in East and West are ransoms,

اليومَ أَنْسى فتحُكُمْ مَا قبلَهُ

عِظَماً كَمَا نَسَّا لِفَتْحِكُمُ غَدا

Today your conquest makes me forget all before it

Just as your conquest tomorrow will make me forget today!