أَهلاً بِطَلعَةِ زائِرٍ
فُضِحَ الدُجا بِضِيائِها
Welcome to the rising of a visitor,
The gloom is illuminated by its brightness.
سَمَحَ الخَيالُ بِوَصِلِها
فَدَنَت عَلى عُدوائِها
Imagination allowed its arrival,
So it drew near to its enemies.
باتَت تُعاطينِ المُدامَ
وَكُنتُ مِن أَكفائِها
It was staying up drinking wine,
While I was one of its peers.
فَسَكِرتُ مِن أَلحاظِها
وَغَنيتُ عَن صَهبائِها
So I got drunk from its glances,
And did without its cups.
بَيضاءُ قَتلي دَأبُها
في نَأيِها وَثَوائِها
Whiteness, killing is its habit.
In its remoteness and attendants.
فَإِذا دَنَت بِجُفونِها
وَإِذا نَأَت بِجَفائِها
So when it comes near with its eyelids,
And when it moves away with its aloofness.
لا يَلتَقي أَبَداً مَوا
عِدُها بِيَومِ وَفائِها
Its promise never meets
The day of its loyalty.
الشَمسُ مِن ضَرّاتِها
وَالبَدرُ مِن رُقَبائِها
The sun is one of its beads,
And the moon one of its necks.
وَالصُبحُ فَوقَ لِثامِها
وَاللَيلُ تَحتَ رِدائِها
The dawn over its wraps,
And the night under its gown.
مُضَرِيَّةٌ تُنمى إِذا اِن
تَسَبَت إِلى حَمرائِها
A brunette who grows more beautiful
When she inclines to her redness.
باتَت وَأَطرافُ الرِماحِ
تَجولُ حَولَ خِبائِها
She stayed while spear tips
Wander around her tent.
فَالمَوتُ دونَ فِراقِها
وَالمَوتُ دونَ لِقائِها
Death without parting from her,
And death without meeting her.
وَلَقَد مَرَرتُ بِرَبعِها
بَعدَ النَوى وَفِنائِها
And I certainly passed by her dwellings
After purpose and its ending.
وَالعَينُ في الأَطلالِ سا
كِنَةً عَلى أَطلائِها
With the eye dwelling sadly
On its ruins and traces.
فَوَقَفتُ أَنشُدُ في مَطا
لِعِها بُدورَ سَمائِها
So I stood reciting in the surroundings
Her perfect moons and their orbit.
وَبَكَيتُ حَتّى كِدتُ أَع
طِفُ بانَتي جَرعائِها
And I cried until I almost
Poured from my eyelids their tears.
يا موحِشَ العَيبِ الَّتي
أَنِسَت بِطَولُ بُكائِها
O desolate one whom
Solitude has accustomed to long crying.
غادَرتَ بَينَ جَوانِحي
نَفساً تَموتُ بِدائِها
You left in my heart a soul
That dies of its sickness.
تَشتاقُ عَيني أَن تَراكَ
وَأَنتَ في سَودائِها
My eye longs to see you
While you are in your darkness.
فَإِذا بَخِلتَ بِنَظرَةٍ
سَمَحَت بِجَمَّةِ مائِها
So if you are stingy with a glance
That relaxes in the abundance of its gift.
فَكَأَنَّها كَفُّ الخَليفَةِ
أَسبَلَت بِعَطائِها
It is as if the hand of the Caliph
Flowed with its gift.
مَلِكٌ يَحِلُّ مِنَ الخِلا
فَةِ في ذُرى عَليائِها
A king who descends from the Caliphate
In the far reach of its sovereignty.
أَضحَت تَتيهُ بِمُلكِهِ ال
دُنيا عَلى أَبنائِها
It lost itself in its kingdom,
While the Caliphate did not lose itself through it.
وَزَهَت خِلافَتُهُ عَلى الم
اضينَ مِن خُلَفائِها
Its deputies in the past ages
Were adorned by it.
ما أَجدَبَت أَرضٌ وَصَو
بَ نَداهُ مِن أَنوائِها
A king whose troops march
While victory is under its banner.
مَلِكٌ تَسيرُ جُيوشُهُ
وَالنَصرُ تَحتَ لِوائِها
So when it writhes in battle,
The enemy is dyed with its blood.
فَإِذا تَخَمَّطَ في وَغاً
خَضَبَ العِدى بِدِمائِها
Victorious forever like its columns
Against its enemies.
مَنصورَةً أَبَداً كَتا
ئِبُهُ عَلى أَعدائِها
That the Caliphate, with the perfection
Of its beauty and splendor,
إِنَّ الخِلافَةَ مَع كَمالِ
جَمالِها وَبَهائِها
When you ascended its throne
And drew the abundance of its cloak,
لَمّا عَلَوتَ سَريرَها
وَسَحَبتَ فَضلَ رِدائِها
And you rose up bearing what
You were entrusted with from its burdens.
وَنَهَضتَ مُضطَلِعاً بِما
حُمِّلتَ مِن أَعبائِها
It was lost but the Caliphate did not
See itself lost through you.
تاهَت وَلَكِن ما رَأت
كَ بِها الخِلافَةُ تائِها
It returned to the management of an astute
Physician with his remedies.
رُدَّت إِلى تَدبيرِ طَ
بٍّ حاذِقٍ بِدَوائِها
He casts the places of its sores
With his opinion and wisdom.
يَرمي مَواضِعَ نَقبِها
مِن رَأيِهِ بِهِنائِها
From a group who does not own
The days, reversing its decree.
مِن عُصبَةٍ لا تَملِكُ الأَيّا
مُ رَدَّ قَضائِها
Known for its refusal
Inherited from its fathers.
مَعروفَةٍ بِإِبائِ
ها المَوروثِ عَن آبائِها
It casts the enemy with windows
Of resolves from its views.
تَرمي العِدى بِنَوافِذِ ال
عَزَماتِ مِن آرائِها
No work is approved from an agent
Except with its loyalty.
لا يُرتَضى مِن عامِلٍ
عَمَلٌ بِغَيرِ وَلائِها
It summons blessings even if
The land despairs of its prayer.
تَستَنزِلُ البَرَكاتِ ما
قَنِطَ الثَرى بِدُعائِها
Understandings do not grasp
The utmost of its praise and eulogy.
لا تُدرِكُ الأَفهامُ غا
يَةَ حَمدِها وَثَنائِها
By my father Muhammad -
Its branches grew in elevation.
بِأَبي مُحَمَّدٍ الإِما
مِ نَمَت فُروعُ عَلائِها
The crescent gleaming its dark night
And the sun illuminating its dawn.
وَالمُستَضيءُ هِلالُ لَي
لَيلَتِها وَشَمسُ ضَحائِها
O joy of glory which
We pray lasts long in survival.
يابَهجَةَ المَجدِ الَّتي
نَدعو بِطولِ بَقائِها
The darknesses of missteps were unveiled for us
By its opinion and narration.
كُشِفَت لَنا ظُلَمُ الخُطو
بِ بِرَأيِها وَرُوائِها
For you is a serenity that excelled
The youths of life in generosity.
لَكَ راحَةٌ فَضَلَت شَآ
بيبَ الحَيا بِسَخائِها
You expend generously so the generous one,
Generosity itself, is beneath your love.
تَنهَلُّ جوداً فَالحَبِيُّ
الجَودُ دونَ حِبائِها
And a resolve that makes swords yield
To its sharpness and speed.
وَعَزيمَةٌ تَعنو السُيو
فُ لِحَدِّها وَمَضائِها
And virtues that testified
To its builder the merit of its structure.
وَمَناقِبٌ شَهِدَت لِبا
نيها بِفَضلِ بِنائِها
And sublime talents and gifts that
The ages fall short of enumerating.
وَمَواهِبٌ غُرُرٌ يَضي
قُ الدَهرُ عَن إِحصائِها
You are the savior for a nation
Whose sorrows you relieved.
أَنتَ الغِياثُ لِأُمَّةٍ
فَرَّجتَ مِن غَمائِها
You changed it from the day of its ordeal
To the day of its comfort.
بَدَّلتَها مِن يَومِ شِدَّتِها
بِيَومِ رَخائِها
You healed so you were the remedy for its
Suffering and protector from its illness.
أَشفَت فَكُنتَ شِفاءَ عِ
لَّتِها وَحاصِمَ دائِها
You reached souls from it
That had none left but their bodies.
أَدرَكتَ مِنها أَنفُساً
لَم يَبقَ غَيرُ ذَمائِها
So you remained for the world disseminating
Justice in its corners.
فَبَقيتَ لِلدُنيا تَبُ
ثُّ العَدلَ في أَرجائِها
A justice that reconciles the discord
Of the wretched and their discontent.
عَدلاً يُؤَلِّفُ بَينَ ذُؤ
بانِ القَلاةِ وَشائِها
Your blessing which prolonged
The abundance of its plenty weakened you.
وَهَنَتكَ نِعمَتُكَ الَّتي
طالَت فُضولُ مُلائِها
Its dawn with its evening does not
Cease being connected to you.
لا زالَ مَوصولاً لَدَي
كَ صَباحُها بِمَسائِها
