أشهابٌ في دجى الليل ثَقَبْ
أم سراجٌ نارُهُ ماءُ العِنَبْ
Meteors in the gloom of night pierced
Or a lamp whose fire is grape juice
أم عروسٌ فوق كرسيِّ يدي
يجتليها اللهوُ في عقدِ الحبب
Or a bride above my hands' throne
Illuminated by playfulness in a necklace of loved ones
يا شقيقَ النفس أنفاس الصَّبا
بَرَدَت والصبح لا شكّ اقترب
O soul mate, the morning breeze
Has cooled and dawn no doubt has come near
قمْ أمتِّعك بعيشٍ لمْ تَقَعْ
في صفاءٍ منْهُ أقذاءُ النّوب
Arise, let me entertain you with a life you've never tasted
With clarity from which the dregs of misfortune have been strained
فلقد حانَ لضوءِ الفجر أنْ
يضربَ السرحانُ فيه بذنب
For it is time for the dawn's glow
To have the partridges strike their tails in it
فأدِرْها تحْتَ ليلٍ سَقْفُهُ
ظلمةٌ فيها من النور ثُقَبْ
So turn her under a night whose roof
Is darkness in which there is a piercing of light
أو على برقِ سماءٍ ضاحكٍ
غيمُهُ بالدّمْع منه منسكِب
Or above the lightning of a laughing sky
Whose clouds spill tears from it
سَكِرَ الرّوضُ وغنّى طيرُهُ
أفلا ترقصُ قاماتُ القُضُب
The garden is intoxicated and its birds sing
Should not then the bodies of its branches dance?
هات دُرّاً فيه ياقوتٌ وخُذْ
جسمَ ماءٍ حاملاً روحَ لهب
Bring a pearl in which there is ruby and take
A body of water carrying the spirit of flame
قهوَةً لو سُقِيَتْها صخرةٌ
أورقتْ باللّهو منها والطّرب
A coffee that if a boulder had drunk it
It would have blossomed with playfulness and enchantment
يجذبُ الرّوح إليه روحُها
ألطف الشيئين عندي ما انجذب
Its spirit pulls the soul to it
The softer of two things is what I'm drawn to
وُلِدَتْ بالشّيبِ في عنقودها
وهيَ اليومَ عجوزٌ لم تشب
It was born old in its cluster
And today it is an old woman who did not grow up
كلَّما مَوّجَها المزنُ أَرَتْ
حَبَبَ الفضّةِ في ماءِ الذهب
Whenever the cup-bearer waved it, it showed
The loved ones of silver in the water of gold
ما درى خمّارُها عاصِرَها
فحديثُ الصدق فيها كالكذب
Its wine-pourer who pressed it does not know
So the talk of truth in it is like lies
خندريسٌ عُتّقَتْ في أجوَفٍ
من دم العُنقودٍ مملوءٍ نُخَبْ
A libertine freed in a hollow
Of blood of grapes, filled choose
واضعٌ كفَّيْه في أخصارهِ
وقيامٌ في قعودٍ قد وجب
Putting his hands in his bosom
And standing while sitting is a must
دفنوا اللَّذةَ فيها حيّةً
وأتى الدّهرُ عليها وذهب
They buried pleasure in it alive
And time came upon it and went
ظَنَّهُ كنزاً فلمّا انْتَسَبَتْ
منهُ للأنفِ درى ذاك النسبْ
He thought it a treasure but when the smell
Was conveyed from it to the nose, that lineage was known
قلتُ إذ أبرَزَها في قعبه
أهيَ بنت الكرم أم أمّ الحقب
When he brought it out in his cloak I said
Is it the daughter of generosity or the mother of epochs?
قتلتني وهي بي مقتولةٌ
صولةُ الميت على الحيّ عجب
It killed me and by me it is killed
The assault of the dead upon the living is strange
كيفَ لا تصرعُني صَوّالةٌ
وهي منّي في عروقٍ وعصب
How can it not fell me with its assaults
While it is in my veins and nerves from me
ومليح الدلّ إنْ علّ بها
قلتَ نجمٌ في فمِ البدر غرب
And beautiful is the guide if with it
You say a star in the full moon has set
شعشعَ القهوةَ في صوب الحيا
وسقاني فضلةً مما شرب
It illuminated coffee in the direction of life
And gave me a surplus of what it drank
فتلاقى في فمي من كأسِهِ
ماءُ كرْمٍ وغمامٌ وشَنَبْ
So there met in my mouth from his cup
Water of generosity, clouds and mustache
وشدا من مدح يحيى نَغَماً
هزّ منه الملكُ عِطفيه طَرَب
And he plucked a string in praise of Yahya
Shaking from it the king his shoulders swayed
مِن مُعِزِّ الدّين في الفخر له
خيرُ جَدٍّ وتميمٌ خيرُ أب
From the source of glory for him, Mu'izz al-Din
The best grandfather and Tamim the best father
مَنْ له وجْهُ سماحٍ سافراً
أبداً للمجتدي لا ينْتقب
One whose face is pure and eloquent
Forever for the warrior not to be masked
مَلِكٌ عن ثُغْرَةِ الدّين اتّقى
ورمى الأعداءَ بالجيش اللجب
A king who feared for the breach of religion
And threw enemies with the mighty army
في سرير الملك منه قمرٌ
يُجْتَلَى يومَ العطايا بالسحب
In the king's throne there is a moon from him
Illuminated on the day of gifts with meteors
طاهرُ الأخلاق مألوفُ العلى
طيّبُ الأعراق مصقول الحسب
Pure of manners, intimate of the lofty
Good of lineage, polished of lineage
عادلٌ تعكف بالحمد على
ذكره أفواهُ عُجمٍ وعرب
A just one, praise bows constantly to
Mention him, mouths of non-Arabs and Arabs
سالبٌ منه الندى ما سَلَبَتْ
من أعاديه عواليه السُّلُب
Taking from his enemies what their heights have taken
Of loot
في نصابٍ لم يزل من حِمْيَر
مُعْرِقاً في كلّ قومٍ مُنْتَخَب
In a position never ceasing to choose
The zealous from every select group of people
بُهَمٌ إنْ ذُكِرَ الجيشُ بِهِمْ
هالَ منه الرعبُ واشتدّ الرّهَب
If the army is mentioned, their resolve
Frightens with it and fear intensifies
والحديدُ الصلبُ لولا بأسُهُ
لم يخَفْ في الطعنِ من لين القصب
And solid iron, were it not for their might
Would not be feared in stabbing, from the softness of reed
أثبت الإقدامُ في أنفسهمْ
أنّ مرّ الضّرْبِ حُلْوٌ كالضَّرَب
Their courage is affirmed in themselves
That the bitterness of striking is sweet like honey
يتّقي فيضَ النّدى مَنْ كَفّهُ
عيل منه لدغ دهر يَنتَهب
Whoever's palm has warded off the flow of generosity
Has been stung by the biting of plundering time
وإذا ما ضحكت سنّ الرضى
منه لم يُخْشَ عبوسْ في الغضب
And if the teeth of consent laugh from it
No frown is feared in anger from it
كلّ قطر منه يلقى مشرباً
من جداه ولقد كان سرب
Every drop from it finds a place to water
From his stream, and it was a drinking place indeed
يحسب الطودَ حصاةً حلمُهُ
وتظنّ البحرَ نعماهُ ثُغَب
His forbearance reckons the mountain a pebble
And its bounty makes you think the sea a mere puddle
نالَ أهلُ الفضلِ منه فضلَهُمْ
ومن الشمس سنا نور الشّهب
The people of merit have gotten their merit from it
And from the sun the glow of meteors
تتّقي الأعداءُ منه سطوةً
وهو في ظلّ علاه مُحتجب
Enemies fear its domination from it
While it is in the shade of its heights, concealed
والهصورُ الوردُ يُخْشى وثبهُ
وهو في الغيلِ مقيمٌ لم يثب
The hiss of roses is feared in its leap
While it resides in the thickets, not having leapt
كم فمٍ طاب لنا من ذكره
فهو كالمسكِ وكم ثغر عَذُب
How many mouths have delighted us in mentioning it
It is like musk and how many fresh mouths
وكأنّ الرّوضَ في أوصافِهِ
تُغْمَسُ الأشْعار فيه والخطب
It is as if the garden in its descriptions
Poetry and prose are dipped in it
ثابتٌ كالطود في معتركٍ
جائلِ الأبطال خفّاقِ العَذَبْ
Firm as a mountain amidst the arena
Of heroes, the banners flowing and taken
ورؤوسٌ بالمواضي تُخْتَلى
ونفوسٌ بالعوالي تُنتهب
And heads in the meadows are crowned
And souls on the heights taken as spoils
كم شجاعٍ خاض في مهجته
بسنانٍ في الحيازيم رسب
How many brave ones have waded in its depths
With swords in throats embedded
قلمٌ يمشقُ في الطّعنِ فَقُلْ
أمَحَا العيشَ أمِ الموتَ كتب
A pen practicing stabbing, so say
Did it erase life or death record?
أيها الواصلُ من إحسانِهِ
سبباً من كلّ منبَتِّ السبب
O you who have attained, from its favors
A cause from every growing cause
ربّ رأيٍ لك جَهّزْتَ به
جحفلاً ذاقَ العدى منه الشجب
Lord of an opinion, you have equipped with it
An army tasting from it the toil of war
كنتَ يوم الحرب عنه غائباً
وظُبَى نصرِكَ فيه لم تَغِبْ
You were absent from it on the day of war
Yet your unseen aid in it did not wane
كالّذي يلعبُ في شطرنجه
رأيُهُ عنه تَخَطّى في اللّعب
Like one playing his chess
His mind from it advanced in the game
أنا مَنْ صاح به يومَ النوى
عن مغانيه غرابٌ فاغترب
I am one who on the day of purpose cried out
About its meanings, so strangers took flight
طفتُ في الآفاق حتى اكتهلَتْ
غُرْبَتِي واحتنكت سنّ الأدب
I roamed the horizons until my estrangement was complete
And the years of wisdom actualized
ثمّ أقبلتُ إلى الملكِ الذي
مدَّ بالطَّوْلِ على الدنيا طُنُب
Then I came to the king who
Outstretched across the world, its branches
منَحَ العلياء كَفّيْ ناقدٍ
فانتقى الدرّ وأبقى المخشلب
He gave the eminent the palm of a paying out
So he picked the pearls and left the fragments
فَلَعَلّي ببقايا عُمُري
منه أقضي البعضَ من حقٍّ وَجبْ
Perhaps in the remainder of my life
From him I fulfill some deserved rights