أقِلُّوا فقدْ عادَ البناةُ مُجدَّدا
بعينٍ لها الشيطانُ وابنهُ مهَّدا
Lessen, for the builders have returned to rebuild
With an eye for which Satan and his son have paved the way
على أرضِ نجدٍ والحجاز بمنْهجٍ
لعهدِ العُتاةِ من قريشٍ مُجَدِّدا
In the land of Najd and Hijaz with a method
To renew the era of the transgressors from Quraish
مؤاخاةُ أديانٍ وقدْ روّجُوا لها
وليستْ سوى إحياءِ شركٍ تبدَّدا
The fraternity of religions, and they have promoted it
It is nothing but the revival of polytheism that has faded away
بها تعدلُ الأوثانُ ربّاً مُوَحَّدا
ويعدلُ عمْرو بنُ هشامٍ مُحمَّدا
With it, idols equate the One God
And Amr bin Hisham equates Muhammad
بها يرقبُ الدجّالُ يومَ طلوعهِ
على اللّاتِ والعُزّى إلهًا مُسوَّدا
With it the Antichrist overlooks the day of his emergence
To Lat and Uzza as a blackened god
بها أُبدلَ الفِقهُ بشرحٍ مُهوَّدٍ
وشيخٌ مفقّهٌ بشيخٍ تهوَّدا
With it jurisprudence was replaced with adorned explanation
And a learned jurist with a jurist who adorned himself
أقِلّوا من التحليلِ والشّرحِ إذْ جلى
الغبارُ عن البيتِ الحرامِ مُصفَّدا
Lessen the analysis and interpretation, for the dust has cleared
From the Sacred House, chained
بألفٍ من الأصْنامِ قرْنُ كبيرِها
يبوحُ بأنّ اللّاتَ عادَ وشُيِّدا
With a thousand idols, the horn of its elder
It proclaims that Al-Lat has returned and been rebuilt
بدتْ مِنْ أعاليها كرسمٍ يشذُّ عنْ
هُ بيتٌ كما لو كان للحُسْنِ مُفْسِدا
From its heights, the form of something deviant has appeared
It is a house as if it were made to corrupt virtue
وعنْ مرقَصٍ فوق قُبورِ صحَابةٍ
بهِ حُيّيَ القيْنُ الّذي صارَ سيِّدا
And about a church above the graves of the Companions
In it, the priest who has become master was revived
وعنْ موكبِ الشّيطان يطويْ بلادَكمْ
ويتركُ عندَ كلِّ بابٍ مُجنَّدا
And about the procession of Satan traversing your countries
And leaving a soldier at every door
لرصْدِ الّذي أبى علىْ الجُندِ مخْدَعا
وقتْلِ الّذي في نومهِ غاثَ أحْمَدا
To ambush those who refused to be fooled by the army
And to kill those who in their sleep came to the aid of Ahmad
أقِلّوا الرّجاءَ في حقوقٍ يبثُّها
المَريدُ لكي تُمسوا لذي العينِ عُبَّدا
Lessen hope in rights that the loyalist dictates
To those whose eyes he has enslaved
إليها مردّ كل عقلٍ تبلّهَ
وكلّ فؤادٍ حسّهُ قد تبلّدا
To it turns back every mind he has confused
And every heart whose senses he has deadened
بها أصْبحَتْ ليلى تُباعُ وتُشترىْ
وأمسىْ الوليدُ للقِيانِ مُقلِّدا
With it, Layla became purchasable and sellable
And al-Walid became subservient to destruction
حقوقٌ بها الأهلُونَ شرٌّ من العِدا
بهمْ يغلبُ الشيطانُ غُلباً مُؤكَّدا
Rights with which the ignorant are an evil worse than enemies
With them, Satan wins a definite victory
بها تلتقونَ أجْدعاً كلّ ليلةٍ
علىْ ما افْترَشْتُموه جِسْماً مُمدَّدا
With them you meet tailless every night
Upon what you have spread out as an outstretched corpse
وأبناؤكُم ليسُوا بكُم إنّما بمَنْ
يبيعهمُ الإلْحادَ عِلْماً مُجرَّدا
And your children are not like you, rather with those
Who sells them atheism, bare knowledge
ونهْجاً مُمّدناً وجِنساً مُسلسَلا
وحِبراً وأقلاماً ورأْياً مؤيّدا
And civilized approach, chained ancestry
And ink and pens and supported opinion
أقِلّوا من النومِ فأعمارُكمْ سدىً
ومنْ يعِش اليومَ يكُنْ موتُهُ غدا
Lessen sleep, for your lives are in vain
And whoever lives today, his death will be tomorrow
وقدْ طالَ نومُكمْ وما طالَ يومُكمْ
فبتُّم ترونَ كلَّ خصمٍ مُخلَّدا
Your sleep has been long while your day has not
You have spent the night seeing every opponent as immortal
وقد سلَّط اللهُ عليكمْ مُذنَّبا
لنومٍ فجالَ في السّما مُتفرِّدا
And God has unleashed upon you a sinner
For sleep, so he has wandered alone in the sky
بخيطٍ من النارِ تظنّونَه الضِّيا
يخطُّ دروبَ الشّركِ في موطنِ الهُدى
With a thread of fire you think is lightning
Traversing the paths of polytheism in the abode of guidance
بحُرّيةٍ فُكَّ بها غُلُّ من ردى
وغُلَّ الكريمُ ذو الإباءِ وجُلِّدا
With a freedom with which the fetter of transgression was undone
And the precious one of dignity and humility was fettered
أقلّوا من اللهوِ فإنّه إنّ فشا
غدا لمصائرِ الشّعوبِ مُحّدِّدا
Lessen play, for if it spreads
It will determine the fate of nations tomorrow
وإنّ الهوانَ رحمُهُ القلبُ إنْ لها
ومقبرُهُ قلبٌ عن اللّهوِ أبعدا
And humiliation, may the heart have mercy on it if
And its graveyard is a heart far from play
وقد صارَ لهوكُمْ لذي العينِ مرْجِعا
وما يفعلُ الشيطانُ وابنهُ مَرْصَدا
For your play has become a refuge for he of the eye
And what Satan and his son have observed
على قدْرِ لهوِكمْ يكونُ هوانكُمْ
وإنّ لكم إنْ أيْقنوا الحالَ موْعِدا
According to your play will be your humiliation
And you will have, if you are certain of the situation, an appointment
أقلّوا خطاباً يرِدُ الدينَ مُفسِدا
وهُبّوا لسحقِ من عصا وتمرَّدا
Lessen discourse that corrupts religion, defiant
And leave the killing of Sheikh to a stick and rebellion
أوائلُهُ مدْحُ أميرٍ تهوَّدا
وآخرُهُ تضَرُّعٌ أنْ يُسَدَّدا
Its beginnings are praise of a leader who adorned himself
And its endings are supplications to be guided
وما بينَ ذا وذا رواياتُ مجدِكمْ
كأنّي بها أسْرى خطابٍ تردّدا
And what is between this and that are the battle glories of your past
As if I am reading fluctuating discourse
فيا تعسَ مجْدٍ يسْتعيدُهُ حَبركُمْ
ليقضيَ في الخطابِ حُكماً مُؤبَّدا
So woe to a glory your pens seek to restore
To pass in discourse an eternal judgment
أقلّوا وفرّحوا سيوفاً جراحُها
جراحُ الّذيْ باتَ لأهْليهِ فاقِدا
Lessen and unsheathe swords whose wounds
Are the wounds of one who has lost his family
أراها تسَربلَتْ بأدمُعها فيا
ليومٍ بهِ تسَربلَتْ بدمِ العِدا
I see them cloaked with their tears, so woe
To a day in which they cloaked themselves in the blood of enemies
أقلّوا فإنّ أصغرَ القومِ في العِدا
علىْ عُمدةِ الدّيارِ يعْدُ متى عَدا
Lessen, for the youngest of the people in enmity
Against the pillar of the abode counts when he passes judgement
أقلّوا فإنّكم ملاقوهُ طُوَّعا
وإنّ لقاءَ ربّكمْ ليسَ أبْعَدا
Lessen, for you will surely meet Him willingly
And surely the meeting with your Lord is no farther
أقلّوا لكيلا تخْسروا الدّينَ والدنى
فلنْ يبْسُطَ الناسُ لكمْ حينَها يَدا
Lessen so that you do not lose this life and the next
For then people will not extend to you a hand
أقلّوا فأكرمُ البيوتِ بيوتُكمْ
وأكرمُها ما انفكّ للحقِّ رافِدا
Lessen, for the most generous of houses are your houses
And the most generous of them is what continuously flows to the truth
أقلّوا فأوّلُ البيوتِ بداركِمْ
وأوّلُها ما انفكّ للنّاسِ مَقصِدا
Lessen, for the best of houses is your abode
And the best of them is what continuously flows to people as a place of return