نَعم هِي سُعدي وهْيَ لِي قَمرٌ سَعْدُ
وِصَالٌ ولا صدُّ وقُرْبٌ ولا بُعْدُ
Yes, my happiness is her and she is my moon of bliss
Union, no rejection, nearness, no distance
وما غَدَرتْ ما أَخْلفَت ما تشَبَّهت
بِغَانيةٍ مَا كُلُّ غَانية هِنْدُ
She did not betray, did not break her word, did not pretend
To be a singing girl, not every singing girl is lovely
يُعانقها مِن دُونِيَ العِقْدُ وحْده
فيا عَجَباً يا قومِ لِمْ يَلْتَق العِقْد
The necklace embraces her without me
How strange, O people, that the necklace should meet
هي البدْرُ إِلاَّ أَنَّه كلَّه سَنىً
هِي الغُصْنُ إِلا أَنَّه كُلَّه وَرْدُ
She is the full moon except that she is all delight
She is the branch except that she is all rose
ولو أَبْصرَ النَّظَّامُ جوهَر ثَغْرِها
لما شَكَّ فيه أَنَّه الجوهَرُ الفَرْد
If the gem expert saw the essence of her mouth
He would not doubt it was the unique gem
توطَّن ذاكَ الثَّغْرَ عِشْقِي ولم يزل
على باب ذَاكَ الثَّغرِ من قلبي الرِّفدُ
My love settled in that mouth and did not cease
To flow from my heart to the door of that mouth
وبُرْدُ يزيدِ بن المفرَّغِ فارغٌ
وتلكَ الَّتي مِنْ حُسنها مُلِئَ البُردُ
The poetry of Yazid ibn al-Mufarrag is empty
And that one whose beauty filled poetry
مشت قِبَلي غَوراً ونَجْداً بِحُسنها
فَغَوْرٌ ونجدٌ سُرَّةٌ فوقَها نَهْدُ
She walked to me, the beautiful one, with her beauty
So it was beautiful mountains and valleys above her, a breast
ومِنْ قال إِنّ الخيزرانةَ قَدَّها
فقولوا لَه إِيَّاك أَنْ يَسْمَع القَدُّ
Whoever said the cistern surpassed her
Say to him, beware lest the excellent one hear you
على فَمِها خالٌ من النَّدِّ سَاكِنٌ
وما كُلُّ خالٍ من مَساكِنه الخَدُّ
On her mouth is a beauty spot free of blemish
Not every spot free from blemish adorns the cheek
رسولٌ من المِسكِ احتذَى الفمُ طيبَه
وفيه يزيدُ المسكُ يُستخدَم النَّدُّ
A messenger of musk marked her mouth with its fragrance
And through it musk increases, ambergris is sought
وليلٍ كَساه شعرُها ثوبَ لَوْنِه
فلا نُورُه يَخْفَى ولا شُهْبُه تَبْدُو
A night whose hair clothed it in the color of its darkness
So its light does not fade and its stars do not appear
رأَيت عليَّ الشَّمسَ رُدّت فآمِنوا
بِعشقِي فَهذا مُعجِزٌ مَا لَه رَدّ
I saw the sun return because of her so believe
In my love, for this is a miracle that has no refutation
ونهرٍ بظلِّ الكرم أَسودَ فاحِم
كشَعْرِك حَتَّى أَنَّه مِثْلُه جَعْد
And a river blackened by the shadow of vineyards
Like your hair so that it is just like it, curly
بكيت عليه دُرَّ دَمعي كأَنَّما
تعلَّق مِنِّي في ضَفائرِه عِقدُ
I wept on it pearls of my tears as if
From me a necklace clung to its curls
بكيتُ لبينٍ مَا أَتى ولِهجرة
ستأْتي وأُخرى ما أَتى وقتُها بَعْد
I wept for separation that had not come and for separation
That would come, and its time had not come yet
ولابدَّ مِنْ أَن يدخلَ البينُ بينَنا
فليسَ له مِنْ بيننِا أَبداً بُدُّ
Inevitably separation will come between us
For between us it can never have a substitute
وفاءُ اللَّيالِي أَن تَخونَ وعَهْدُهَا
كما عُهِدَتْ أَلاَّ يدومَ لها عَهْدُ
It is the loyal way of nights to betray and their pact
To break as they were expected not to break their word
رَمانِي زَمانِي بالمكارِه والأَذى
ومَا زال يُؤْذِي الحُرَّ ذا الزَّمنُ الوغْدُ
My time has harmed me with troubles and injuries
And that despicable time did not cease harming the free man
وإِني أَكيلٌ للزَّمانِ بصرفِه
ومن عَجبٍ أن يأكل الصارم الغمد
And I face time with its turns
And how strange for the executioner to devour the scabbard
ولا عجباً إن قلت إني صارم
فرب حسام ليسَ تَطْبَعه الهِنْدُ
It is no wonder I said I am a sword
For many a sword was not forged in India
وإِنِّي على وعْدٍ من الله في الَّذي
أُريدُ وعنْدِ الله لا يُخْلَفُ الوَعْد
And I am true to a promise from God in what
I want, and with God no promise is broken
وجَهْدُ الفَتى شَكْوى اللَّيالي وذَمُّها
وهَذَا لَعمْري جَهْد من لا لَهُ جُهدُ
The efforts of the youth are to complain of nights and blame them
And this, by my life, is the effort of one who has no effort
وسَعْدُ الفَتى مَدْحُ الأَجلِّ وحَمْدُه
وإِنْ جلَّ عما قَاله المدحُ والحَمْدُ
And the youth’s bliss is to praise fate and thank it
Even if praise and thanks fall short of what he said
وماذا يقولُ المادحون وإنَّما
مدائِحهم جزْرٌ ومعروفُه مدُّ
What can praisers say when their praises
Are scant and their bounty is an ebb
له العِزَّة القعساءُ والحسبُ العِدُّ
له الفضْل يعْيا أَنْ يُحيط بِه العدُّ
To him belongs towering glory and countless nobility
To him belongs virtue that number cannot encompass
له المجْدُ حقاًّ بالأُخُوَّةِ إِنَّما
إِلى ابنِ أَبي المجْدِ انْتمى صِنْوهُ المجْدُ
To him belongs glory in truth through brotherhood
The progeny of the father of glory are affiliated with its essence
له الدّهْرُ عبدٌ ما عصى قطُّ أَمْرَه
ويا رُبَّ موْلىً لم يُطع أَمرَه العْبدُ
Time is his servant, it has never disobeyed his command
And oh Lord, what servant did not obey his master's command
له آيةٌ والخلقُ فانٍ مُخلَّد
أَلم يعلمُوا أَنَّ الَّثناءَ هو الخُلْدُ
He has a sign and creation is transient
Did they not know that praise is eternity
له آيةٌ ما لا تُحدّ جلالةً
وأُبَّهةً ما كُلُّ شيءٍ له حدُّ
He has a sign that has no limit in majesty
And glory, not everything has a limit
وزيرٌ ولكن في السَّماءِ سريرُه
أَميرٌ ولكنَّ القضاءَ له جُند
A minister but his throne is in the heavens
A ruler but destiny is his army
سنحْيا لنُقْبِل واردين جنابه
لقد كرُك المثْوى وقدْ عذُبَ الوِرْدُ
We will live to come to him in deputations
How long the abode seemed and the roses were tortured
فأَيْسرُ ما يُهدي لوفدِهمُ الهُدى
وأَيْسر ما يُسرِي سُراتهم الجِدُّ
The easiest gifts to present to their delegation is guidance
And the easiest manner for their caravans is seriousness
إِذا أَجْدبتْ آراؤهم من سُعودِها
فمِنه ومِنْ آرائِه ينْبُتُ السَّعْدُ
When their opinions were barren of prosperity
Then prosperity sprouted from him and his opinions
يُعيدون أَو يُبدون قبْل حضوره
فإِنْ كان فيهمْ لم يُعيدُوا ولم يُبْدوا
Before his presence they renew or initiate
For if it existed in them, they would not renew or initiate
فمِنْ خوفهِ يستغفِر الدَّهرُ ذنْبه
ومِنْ بأْسِه يسْتذْئِب الأَسدُ الوَرْدُ
Out of fear of him time seeks forgiveness for its sin
And out of dread of him the lion becomes a tender gazelle
به يستوي المعوج من بعد قولهم
متى يسْتوي هل يسْتوي الصَّابُ والشَّهدُ
Through him the crooked becomes straight after their saying
When will it be straight, can poison and honey be equal?
يهونُ عليه الأَمْرُ والأَمرُ مُعْضِلٌ
ويشْرقُ عنه الدَّهرُ والدَّهْر مُزْبِد
The matter is easy for him though the matter is difficult
And from him the time gleams though time is gloomy
تأَلَّفت الأَضدادُ فيه كرامةً
فدُنْيا وأُخرى والوزارةُ والزُّهْدُ
Opposites are united in him out of generosity
So this world and the next and rule and asceticism
فينظرُ للدُّنيا بعينِ بصيرة
يرى مُلْكها هزْلاً فيملكه الجدُّ
He looks at the world with the eye of insight
Seeing its possession as jest so seriousness possesses it
رأَيت عيون الشُّهْبِ مِنْ نُورِ وجْههِ
فأَكثرُها عُمْيٌ وسائِرُها رُمْدُ
I saw the stars dimmed by the light of his face
So most of them are blind and the rest bleary
متى نشَّأَتْ مِنه سحائِب كُفِّه
فلا وعْدُه برْقٌ ولا منُّه رعْدُ
Whenever the clouds of his palm gathered
His promise is no lightning and his bounty no thunder
وأَنْضمت عطاياه السُّرى لِعُفاتِه
فتِلْك العطايا لا يجِفُّ لها لبدُ
And his hidden gifts joined his chastity
So those gifts will never dry for him
فأَيُّ كبيرٍ ما جداك مِهادُه
وأَيُّ وليدٍ ما نداك له مهْدُ
Which great one did you not cradle in infancy?
And which infant did you not call to his cradle?
ملكت البرايا هيبةً ومحبَّةً
فباعِثُ ذِي التَّقْوى وباعِثُ ذِي الرِّفْد
You ruled minds with awe and love
The guide of the pious and supporter of the helpless
إِذا قُلتُ قَولاً أَعجز الخلق قولُه
ففي مسمعِي نارٌ وفي كبدي برْدُ
When I say a saying that makes all of creation's sayings weak
Then in my hearing is fire and in my liver is cold
أُحِبُّك للفضلِ الذي أَنْت أَهْلُه
وللجودِ حتَّى ليس عندي له عبْدُ
I love you for the merit you possess
And for generosity until I have no equal to you
وأَشْكو إِليك الحاسدين عليك لِي
وإِنْ كان يبدو مِنْهمُ الحُبُّ والوُدُّ
And I complain to you of those envious of you and me
Even if love and affection appears from them
وما كلَّمونِي باللِّسانِ وإِنَّما
تكلَّم منهم في وُجوهِهمُ الحِقْدُ
They did not speak to me with the tongue but
Envy spoke from their faces
وما جاهروني بالنَّصالِ وإِنَّما
عقاربهم في السِّر تسْرى وتحْتدُّ
They did not confront me with swords but
Their scorpions in secret crawl and scratch
وجوهُهم كالزَّند برداً وظُلْمةً
وإِن أَضمروا لي مثلي ما يُضمر الزَّنْد
Their faces are like tinder, cold and dark
And if they harbored for me what tinder hides
وأَلوانُهم تبْيضُّ إِن كنتُ غائِباً
وإِن كنتُ فيهم حاضِراً فهي تسودُّ
And their colors whiten if I am absent
And if I am present among them they blacken
وما منهمُ إِلاَّ أَسيرُ كآبةٍ
وربَّ أَسيرٍ ليس في عُنْقِه القيْدُ
None of them but a prisoner of gloom
And how many prisoners have no chains on their necks
يموتُون غيظاً كلَّما عشتُ غِبْطةً
فقد ضمَّنِي قصْرٌ وقد ضمَّهم لحْدُ
They die of rage whenever I live in joy
For I am embraced by a palace and they by a grave
بنقصِهمُ قّدْ بان فضْلي ورُبَّما
شكرتُهمُ والضِّدُّ يُظهرُه الضِّدُّ
Through their deficiency my merit appeared and sometimes
I thanked them, for opposite reveals opposite
أَغبَّ مديحي هيبةً ثم زاره
ولابُدَّ ببورقاءِ بالطَّبعِ أَنْ تشْدو
My praise distanced awe then it visited him
And it must, the nightingale sings by nature
يصُدُّ دلالاً كي يطيبَ مزارُه
وأَطيبُ وصْل كان من قبله صدُّ
It wards off visitors so that his dwelling may be pleasant
And the sweetest union was estrangement before it
ولمَّا التقيْنا كان فينا تجاذُبٌ
كما يلْتقي في المقْلةِ النَّومُ والسُّهدُ
When we met there was pulling between us
As sleep and wakefulness meet in the eyelid
ولو رشَدُوا كانُوا رَضوا بالَّذي قَضَى
به الله لكن رُبَّما خفِي الرُّشْدُ
If they were rightly guided they would approve what
God ordained but perhaps wisdom is hidden
وإِني لفِي شُغْلٍ بنعْماك عنْهُم
فلا يشْتغِلْ بي لا سعيدٌ ولا سْعدُ
I am busy with your blessings from them
So neither happy nor blessed busies himself with me
حَسودِي بك الحيرانُ حالي بِك الرِّضا
زمانِي بك النَّشوانُ عيْشِي بك الرَّغْدُ
My enviers confused through you, my state pleased through you
My time joyous through you, my life comfortable through you
ومالِي على أَلاَّ أُحبَّك قدرةٌ
ومِنْك دمِي واللَّحمُ والعظْمُ والجِلْدُ
I have no power but to love you
My blood, flesh, bone and skin are from you
جهلتُ ملوكَ الأَرْضِ لمَّا عرفْتُه
فما لِي إِليْهم لا قصيدٌ ولا قصْدُ
I was ignorant of earth's kings when I knew him
So I have for them neither ode nor purpose