ذَكَرتَ ثَرى نَواظِرَ وَالخُزامى
فَكادَ القَلبُ يَنصَدِعُ اِنصِداعا
You recalled the moist earth of Nawazir and the lavender,
You recalled the dwellings of Nawazir and Al-Khuzama
so the heart nearly split asunder.
My heart almost ruptured with such recollection
أُلامُ عَلى الصَبابَةِ وَالمَهارى
تَحِنُّ إِذا تَذَكَّرَتِ النِزاعا
I am blamed for passionate longing, though the Mahri camels
Sorrow for youth and skill are pains
yearn when they remember separation.
That ache when the feuds of past are reflected
رَأَينَ تَغَيُّري فَذُعِرنَ مِنهُ
كَذُعرِ الفارِسِ البَقَرَ الرِتاعا
They saw my altered state and were startled by it,
Seeing my change, they panicked
like grazing cattle startled by a horseman.
Like a knight whose trained horse shies
كَأَنَّ الرَحلَ فَوقَ قَرا جَفولٍ
أَقامَ الماتِحانِ لَهُ الشِراعا
As though the saddle rested on the back of a swift vessel,
As if the caravan above a barren valley
for which the two oarsmen had raised the sail.
Where sailors have spread the sails
ذَكَرتُ إِذا نَظَرتُ إِلى يَدَيها
يَدَي عَسراءَ شَمَّرَتِ القِناعا
When I looked at her forelegs, I recalled
When I looked upon her hands
the hands of a left-handed woman who had drawn up her veil.
The hands of a beauty who has donned the veil
سَما عَبدُ العَزيزِ إِلى المَعالي
وَفاتَ العالَمينَ نَدىً وَباعا
Abd al-Aziz rose to the heights of honor,
Glory unto Abdel Aziz and his great deeds
and surpassed all people in generosity and reach.
Surpassing mankind in fame and worth
أَلَستَ اِبنَ الأَئِمَّةِ مِن قُرَيشٍ
وَأَرحَبَها بِمَكرُمَةٍ ذِراعا
Are you not the son of the leaders of Quraysh,
Art not thou a son of the Imams of Quraish
and the most open-handed among them in noble deeds?
And most generous of them in giving and breadth
فَقَد أَوصى الوَليدُ أَخا حِفاظٍ
فَما نَسِيَ الوَصاةَ وَلا أَضاعا
For al-Walid charged a man of steadfast loyalty,
For Al-Walid entrusted you, a keeper of trusts
so he neither forgot the charge nor neglected it.
Never forgetting bequests or losing their wealth
إِذا جَدَّ الرَحيلُ بِنا فَرُحنا
فَنَسأَلُ ذا الجَلالِ بِكَ المَتاعا
When departure presses upon us and we set out,
When the caravan calls us, we rejoice
then we ask the Lord of Majesty to let us benefit from you.
Asking the Majestic to provide you its goods
Sol 6.1