هل أقالَ الحِمامُ عَثرَةَ حَيٍّ
أم عدا سهمُهُ فؤادَ رَميِّ
Has the fate lightened the fall of a living one
Or has its arrow missed the heart of an archer
هلْ أدامَ الزّمانُ وَصْلَ خليلٍ
فَوَفَى والزّمانُ غيرُ وفيِّ
Did time continue the bond of a friend
And was time faithful, while it is unfaithful
وهو كالفكر بين غشّ عَدُوٍّ
لبنيه وبين نُصْحِ وليِّ
It is like thoughts amidst the deceit of an enemy
Between its children and the advice of an ally
قد رأينا حالاً نؤولُ إليها
ووعظنا بحالنا الأوليِّ
We have seen a state we will eventually come to
And our former state admonished us
غير أنّا نرْنو بأعينِ رشدٍ
كُحِلتْ من هوى النفوس بغيِّ
Except we aspire with eyes of guidance
Whose desires have been lined with love
أين ما كان خَلقه من ترابٍ
لم يكنْ بدءُ خلقه من منيِّ
Where was he created from dust
His creation did not begin from semen
واغتذى عند مولد الروح فيه
من ثُديّ الحياةِ أوّلَ شيِّ
And he was nourished at the birth of spirit in him
From the breast of life the first thing
قد دُفِعْنا إلى حياةٍ وموْتٍ
ونشورٍ إلى الإلهِ العَليِّ
We have been pushed to a life and death
And resurrection to God the Sublime
ودوامُ البقاءِ في دارِ أخرى
ومجازاةُ فاجرٍ وَتَقِيِّ
And permanence of remaining in another house
And the requital of a debauched and devout
كم مليكٍ وسوقةٍ وشُجاعٍ
وجبانٍ وطائعٍ وَعَصِيِّ
How many kings, leaders, brave ones
And cowards, obedient and disobedient
نَشَرَتْهُمْ حياتُهُمْ أيّ نَشْرٍ
وطواهُمْ حِمامُهُمْ أيّ طيِّ
Their lives have scattered them, however scattered
And their destiny has covered them, however covered
فهمُ في حشا الضريح سواءٌ
ولقد كان ذا لذا غَيْرَ سِيِّ
So they are equal in the burial place
And the latter was surely different from the former
لك يا مَن يموتُ شخصٌ وفَيْءٌ
ثمّ شخصٌ في القبر من غير فَيِّ
You, for whom one person dies and becomes a corpse
Then, another person in the grave without becoming a corpse
أيُّ فَيءٍ لمن يصيرُ تراباً
مُحِيَتْ مِنهُ صورَةُ البَشَريِّ
Which corpse is for one who becomes dust
From whom the form of a human has been erased
كيفَ تنجو على مَطِيّةِ دُنْيَا
وهي تَشْحو بالجانبِ الوحشيِّ
How can you survive the ride of worldly life
And it travels with an uncivilized side
تطرحُ الراكبَ الشديدَ شموساً
وركوبُ الشموس فعل غبيِّ
It drops the firm rider frequently
And riding frequently is a foolish act
غُرّ مَن ظَنّ أن يصافيَ دهراً
وهو للأصفياء غيرُ صفيِّ
Deceived is one who thought to be loyal to fate
While it is not loyal to the loyal ones
كلّ لاهٍ عمّا يطيل شجاهُ
يملأ العينَ من رقادِ خليِّ
How many glances has an eager one distracted
Who fills the eyes with the slumber of a friend
والرّدى يشملُ الأنامَ ومنه
عرضيّ يجيءُ من جَوْهريِّ
And ordainment includes people, and from it
A sudden one comes from intrinsic
ومميتُ الحراكِ منه سكونٌ
مظهرٌ فعلَهُ بسرٍّ خفيِّ
And the mortal silence from it is movement
Its action is done secretly by mystery
وهو يرمي قوائمَ الأعصم الضَّر
ب وَيَلْوي قَوادمَ المَضْرحيِّ
And it targets the legs of the unshakable firm
And bends the steps of the buried one
لا يهابُ الحِمامُ مَلْكاً عظيماً
يحتبي يَوم جوده بالحبِيِّ
Destiny does not fear a great king
Who takes refuge in affection during his generosity
ينطقُ الموتُ من ظباه فَيَمْضي
حُكمُهُ في الوَرَى بأمْرٍ وَحيِّ
Death speaks from its horrors, so it proceeds
Its rule in the land with a revealed order
لا ولا مُرْهَفَ المُدَى بين فَكّيْ
باطشِ البرثنَينِ وَرْدٍ جَريِّ
Neither the far-sighted nor the eloquent between the two jaws
Has power against the might of fate and its will
ومتى هابَ موقداً نارَ حَرْبٍ
فارساً في المُضَاعَفِ الفارسيِّ
And when has a knight feared the fire of war
A horseman in knightly courage and youthful determination
للرّدينيِّ منه ريٌّ مُعَادٌ
من نجيع العدا كحرف الدّويِّ
The horseman of water and land and the young pure man
And protector of Ara'er's manhood
أيّ رزءٍ جاءتْ به الرّيحُ في الما
ءِ وأفشَتْهُ من لسانِ النّعِيِّ
He inherited honor from his father like a lion cub
Who took violence from his high father
ومصابٍ أصابَ كلّ فؤادٍ
في ابنِ عبد العزيز عبدِ الغني
The embers of might were extinguished from fuel
In the souls of enemies from every living one
قائدٌ قادَهُ إلى الموْتِ عِزٌّ
باقتحامٍ كهلٍ وعزْمٍ فتيِّ
And the sword of butchering was blunted
From the skulls of the brave from summit of boldness
فارسُ الماءِ والثرى والفتى المح
ضُ وصنوُ المروءة الأريحيِّ
A horseman whose armor a burning heart fears
Fluttering in the burial place of a resolved young man
ورثَ العزّ من أبيه كشبلٍ
أخذَ الفتكَ عن أبيه الأبيِّ
His sword’s edge is feared like gifts presented
To every maiden brought to him as a gift
جمرةُ البأس أخمدت عن وقود
بنفوس العداة من كلّ حيِّ
Advancing not retreating with wishes
Against struggling with enemies and charging
وحسامُ الجِلاد فُلّ شباهُ
بشبا الموت عن قراع الكميِّ
As if attack had inclined toward him
The day they extended toward him the well-knotted spears
حاسرٌ درعه تَضَرُّمَ قلبٍ
خافقٍ في حشا فتىً شَمّريِّ
They took away his sword in which was a groan
From them like the longing on the spine
يتّقي حدّ سيفه كلّ علج
بحبيكِ الماذيّ في الآذيِّ
And they saw every attack from them
Had slipped upon the blade of his slim spear
مقبلاً لا مولياً بالأماني
عن كفاحِ العِدا وبالسمهريِّ
They supplied every blow from him like snakes
That prey, and stabs like piercing ones
وكأنّ الإتاءَ مال عَلَيه
يوم مَدّوا إليه سُمرَ القنيِّ
Every fire that was kindled from the invasion
Was extinguished in his honorable sword
سلبُوا سَيْفَهُ وفيه نجيعٌ
منهمُ كالشقيق فوق الأتيِّ
He greeted death while helmets were wrathful
And it found pleasure in his bloodshed
ورأوْا كلّ مُهْجَةٍ منهمُ سا
لتْ على صَدر رُمْحِه الزاعبيِّ
Feeling with swords like gifts presented
To every maiden brought to him as a gift
زُوّدوا كل ضربةٍ منه كالأخدو
دِ تُرْدي وطعنةٍ كالطويِّ
So he is best groom whose clothes
Are fighters from every honored vein
كلّ نارٍ كانتْ من الغزو تذكى
خمِدتْ في حسامهِ المَشْرَفيِّ
His scent from his groan and he is musk
In the perfumes of an elegant smooth one
صافحَ الموتَ والصفائحُ غَضْبَى
وَلَغَتْ منه في دماءِ رَضيِّ
O you who died in battlefield and are happy
With every courageous wretched one
مُشْعَراً بالسيوفِ كالهْديِ تُهْدى
كلّ حوريّةٍ إليه هَدِيِّ
And generous with himself for the supreme
In God's satisfaction the deed of the generous one
فهو نعم العَرُوسُ حَشْوَ ثيابٍ
قانئاتٍ من كلّ عِرْقٍ ضَرِيِّ
How many you have struck beats and frozen
And stabbed the close and distant one
طيبُهُ من نجيعه وهو مسكٌ
في عِذارَيْ مُهَذَّبٍ لَوْذَعِيِّ
My brother and excellent mother like a affectionate mother
None of the daughters of fate have touched you
يا شهيداً في مشهد الحربِ مُلقى
وسعيداً بكلّ علجٍ شقيِّ
How many friends like me who cry for you with willing
Obedient tears from his tasks not disobeyed
وَسخيّاً بنَفسِهِ للعوالي
في رِضى اللّهِ فعلُ ذاكَ السخيِّ
The eye sheds from it a stream of water
That wets the cheek and it is burning branding
كَمْ ضَرُوبٍ ضارَبْتَه وَجَليدٍ
وَقريبٍ طاعَنْتَهُ وَقَصيِّ
My two laments elegizing you in sadness
The best refined elegy, shining
وأخي وَفْضَةٍ كأمٍّ ولودٍ
ما أصابتكَ من بنات القسيِّ
Grieving ones whose dawn in every morning
Drenches their tears and every night
كَمْ صَديقٍ بكاكَ مثلي بدَمعٍ
طائعٍ من شؤونه لا عصيِّ
A man does not know more devastating misfortunes
That have touched them or fruits of purpose
تذرف العينُ منه جريةَ ماءٍ
تطأُ الخدّ وهي جمرةُ كيِّ
Their white faces have been darkened with ink
So they are in every Coptic face-veil
وثكالى يَنْدُبْنَ منك بحزْنٍ
خَيْرَ نَدْبٍ مُهَذَّبٍ ألمَعِيِّ
And they wore mourning clothes after silk
The evil of an apparel after the best apparel
حاسراتٍ يَنُحْنَ في كلّ صُبْحٍ
بلّه دمعها وكلّ عشيِّ
Every female mourner on you, her burial place
Contains from you every chronic illness
ليس يدري امرؤ أجَزّ نواصٍ
كانَ منهنّ أم حَصَادُ نَصِيِّ
The violet of bruises receives from it
The roses have withered above picked roses
سُوّدَتْ بالمدادِ بيضُ وجوه
فهي في كلّ برقعٍ حبَشيِّ
O friend whom time has disappointed in loyalty
Of the free that is not loyal
ولبسنَ المسوحَ بعد حريرٍ
شرّ زيٍّ أرتكَ من خيرِ زِيِّ
You have died yet remain exemplary
In the conscience of my heart, remembered
كلّ نوّاحةٍ عليكَ حشاها
حَشْوُهُ منك كلّ داءٍ دَويِّ
Indeed the land in which you are buried
Its wind from you is the fragrance of scented musk
يتلقّى بنفسجُ اللطمِ منها
ذابلَ الوَرد فوْق وردٍ جنيِّ
So your crucified one in it has watered
The best purposeful mercy and ally
يا خليلاً أخلّ بي فيه دهرٌ
لوفاءِ الأحرار غير وفيِّ
I have not when arranging your elegy
Chosen it over praising a living one
أنْتَ بالموْت غائبٌ ومثالٌ
في ضمير الفُؤادِ منك نجيِّ
I cry for you as long as I live
My eye flowing with filial tears
إنّ أرضاً غودرتَ فيها لتهدي
ريحُها منك عَرْفَ مسكٍ ذكيِّ
And after my death, rhymes will cry for you
In a wailing, its words spiritual
فَسَقَى شلوَك الممزَّق فيها
خيرُ وسميّ رحمةٍ وَوَليِّ
لم أكنْ إذ نَظَمْتُ تأبينَ مَيْتٍ
لك أختارُهُ على مَدْحِ حَيِّ
أنا أبكي عليكَ ما طال عمري
شَرِقَ العين من دموع بِرِيِّ
وستبكيكَ بعد موتي القوافي
في نياح من لفظها معنويِّ