إنَّ رَوْضاً لَمْ تَسْقِهِ مُنْذُ عامِ

لمخوفٌ عليهِ حَرُّ الأوامِ

Indeed, a garden you have left unwatered for a year

has cause to fear the scorching heat of thirst.

جارُكَ اللهُ كيفَ يظمأُ رَوْضٌ

أنتَ جارٌ لهُ وبَحْرُكَ طامِ

God protect you—how could a garden thirst

when you are its neighbor and your sea is overflowing,

فائِحٌ من شَذَاكَ يوماً فَيوماً

أن سَقاهُ نَدَاكَ عاماً بِعامِ

redolent of your fragrance day after day,

when your bounty would water it year after year?

وفِّهِ من نَداكَ أوْفى نصيبٍ

فَجَزَاءُ الكِرامِ رَهْنُ التَّمامِ

So grant it from your bounty its fullest share;

the recompense of the generous is pledged to completion.

وأحَقُّ الرياضِ بالسَّقْيِ رَوْضٌ

رَاهِنٌ شُكرُهُ مَعَ الأيامِ

Of all gardens, most deserving of watering is one

that pledges its gratitude for as long as days endure.

والأيادِي أهِلَّةٌ فإذا مَا

تُمِّمَتْ أشبَهَتْ بُدور التمامِ

Favors are crescent moons; and when

made complete, they resemble full moons.

ورياضُ الأشراف أكْرَمُ من أنْ

تَتَباهى إلّا بِسَقْيِ الكرامِ

The gardens of noble men are too exalted

to boast of anything but the watering of the generous.

وعيدٌ وفصدٌ

ألَّفا من سَلامةٍ وسَلامِ

My feast day and my bloodletting

have joined well-being with peace.

وكلا الطَّالِعَيْنِ سَعْدٌ ويُمْنٌ

صادقُ الفَألِ جائِزُ الأحْكامِ

Both portents are happiness and good fortune,

true in their augury, their decrees prevailing.

راحْةٌ فُجِّرَتْ بِتَفْجِيرٍ رَاحٍ

ودَمٌ صائِبٌ لِصوْبِ مُدَامِ

A palm gushed as my wine was poured,

and my blood streamed down like a shower of wine.

وأرى العيدَ يقتضي منكَ وعداً

كاقْتِضاءِ الثَرى لِصَوْبِ الغَمامِ

I see my feast day exacting a promise from you,

as the earth exacts the rain cloud’s downpour:

ودَوَاءٌ مُضَمَّنٌ لشِفاءٍ

وسُرورٌ مُيَسَّرٌ بِدوَامِ

and a remedy assured for my healing,

and joy made easy in perpetuity.