بُشرايَ أَبصَرتُكَ خَيرَ إمامِ

في حَضرَةِ القُدسِ والإِعظامِ

My glad tidings, I saw you as the best leader

In the presence of holiness and grandeur

أما وَقَد ألقَت إِليه يدُ النَّوى

فلأعفُوَنَّ جِنايةَ الأيَّامِ

Now that the hand of fate has yielded to him

I pardon the wrongs of the days

وَلوَ أنَّنِي شِئتُ انتِصاراً لم أكُن

فيهنَّ إِلاّ فاقِدَ الأحكامِ

Had I wanted vengeance, I would have been

Among them nothing but lacking wisdom

أنهَضتُ عََزمي فاستَّارَ مُصَمِّماً

فكَأنّني أُنبت غَربَ حُسامِ

I roused my determination, hiding resolutely

As if I was born with a drawn sword

أهجَعتُ نومي لابساً خِلعَ الدُّجى

وَحدي فَما عَرَجتُ بالنُّوّامِ

I laid down my sleep wearing the garb of darkness

Yet I climbed not the stairs of slumber

هي هَجعَة هجَرَت لها سِنَة الكَرَى

فالجَفنُ لم يُطعَم لذيذَ مَنامِ

A sleep that the years of misery deserted

So my eyelids tasted not the sweetness of sleep

لم أكتَرِث لِشَتاتِ شَملي بالنَّوَآ

فكأنَّما للشَّملِ جَمعُ نِظامِ

I cared not for the dispersal of my kin by separation

As if for reunion, order exists in separation

شوقاً إِلى دارِ الخِلافَةِ إنَّها

دارُ الهُدى ومُعَرَّسُ الإسلام

Yearning for the seat of the caliphate, it is

The abode of guidance and sanctuary of Islam

من كُلِّ مُعطِيَةٍ على عِلاّتِهَا

وَخداً لها في الشَّهرِ سَيرُ العامِ

With each endowed rank befitting it

And a cheek through which the year flows

جَبَّ السُّرَى منها سَنام فقارِها

فكأنّها خُلِقت بِغَيرِ سَنامِ

The Pleiades shy away from its lofty pinnacle

As if it was created without a pinnacle

فأتت كأمثالِ القِسِيِّ ضَوامراً

وَلرُبَّما مَرَقَت مُروقَ سِهَامِ

So it came like arrows released from a strong bow

Sometimes speeding faster than arrows

وافَت أميرَ المؤمنينَ بِنَا على

شَحطِ النَّوَى فَلهَا يَدُ الإنعَامِ

It reached the Commander of the Faithful through us

At the nadir of fate, it is the hand of favor

لو أنعِلت حُرَّ الخُدودِ كَرامَةً

لم تَقضِ واجبَهَا مِنَ الإكرامِ

If I honored the free cheeks as a courtesy

It would not fulfill its duty of honor

وَلوِ استَطعنا لم تَكُن تَطأ الثرى

إِلاّ على الأرواحِ وَالأجسَامِ

If we could, it would not tread the earth

Except on souls and bodies

كَيمَا تَرى مادام إيضَاعٌ لهَا

لا تَشتَكِي من وضعِ خُفِّ دامِ

So you may see, as long as rhythm moves it

It does not complain of the placement of the last foot

وبِوَدِّنا لو لم نُكلِّفها السُّرَى

لَيَكونَ هذا الحَقُّ للأقدامِ

And with our love, if we did not burden it with travel

This right would belong to the feet

حتَّى إِذا رُفِعَ الحِجابُ بَدا لنَا

مَلِكٌ وقُل إن شِئتَ بَدرَ تَمامِ

Until the veil was lifted, there appeared to us

A sovereign, or say, the full moon

فتَسَكَّنَ الجَأشُ الطَّموحُ عُبابُهُ

بِطلاقَةٍ مِن وَجههِ البَسَّامِ

So ambitious ardor calmed down

With ease from its smiling face

وَدَنَا الجَميعُ لِلثمِ راحَتِهِ التي

هِيَ مَعدِنُ الأرزاقِ والأقسامِ

And all drew near to kiss his comfort

Which is the source of sustenance and portions

وانهَلَّ بَعدَ تَعَلُّلٍ بَسطُ المُنَى

فَتَلا وَميضُ البَرقِ صَوبُ غَمَامِ

And after hesitation, the outstretched hand of wishes

Shone, and the lightning flashed towards the clouds