1. يا هِلالاً مِن سُلطَةِ العَيِّ حَيّي

    أَشرَقَ الصُبحُ تَحتَ لَيلٍ دَجِيِّ

    O crescent moon, bashful in the grip of tongue-tiedness,

    dawn has shone beneath a pitch-dark night.

  2. يوسُفِيُّ الجَمالِ كَم تاهَ صَبٌّ

    في مَعاني جَمالِهِ اليوسُفِيِّ

    Joseph-like in beauty—how many a lover has wandered lost

    amid the subtleties of his Joseph-like beauty!

  3. يا فَتىً في الأَعراقِ وَاللَحظِ وَاللَف

    ظِ أَيُّ حُسنٍ بِحُسنِ خَلقٍ سَوِيِّ

    O youth, in lineage, glance, and speech—

    what beauty, with a lovely, well-proportioned form!

  4. يَستَعيرُ القَضيبُ مِن قَدِّهِ اللي

    نَ وَيُزري بِالذابِلِ الخَطِّيِّ

    The bough borrows suppleness from his stature,

    and he puts the slender spear of Khatt to shame.

  5. يُحاكي العودَ واهِبُ القَودِ هامي ال

    جودِ حَتفُ الضُدودِ فَتحُ الوَلِيِّ

    He resembles the bough—giver of steeds, pouring forth

    bounty, doom to foes, triumph for his ally.

  6. يَحمِلُ اللُدنَ لِلقِتالِ وَلَم تَغ

    نَ بَلَدنٍ مِن قَدِّهِ السَمهَرِيِّ

    He bears a supple spear to battle, not content

    with the supple lance of his own spear-straight form.

  7. يَرنو بِعَينٍ تُغنيهِ في قَتلِهِ العُش

    شاقَ عَن كُلِّ ذابِلٍ يَزَنِيِّ

    He gazes with an eye that, in his slaying of lovers,

    spares him the need for any slender Yazani spear.

  8. يَتَلَقّى دَمَ القُلوبِ بِخَدٍّ

    زانَهُ نَقطُ خالِهِ العَنبَرِيِّ

    He receives the blood of hearts upon a cheek

    adorned by the dot of his ambergris-like mole.

  9. يَحتَمي وَردُهُ بِنَبلِ لِحاظٍ

    قَوسُها خَطُّ حاجِبٍ مَحنِيِّ

    His rose is guarded by arrows of glances,

    whose bow is the line of an arched eyebrow.

  10. يَقَقٌ مُذ بَدا العِذارُ عَلَيهِ

    وَأَنبَتَ الآسَ في اللُجَينِ النَقِيِّ

    Pure white, since cheek-down appeared upon him

    and made myrtle sprout in the pure silver.

  11. يَتَجَنّى مِن بَعدِ ما باتَ طَوعي

    وَيَسقيني مِنَ المُدامَةِ رَيِّ

    He finds fault unjustly after spending the night at my bidding,

    and gives me my fill of wine.

  12. يَمزُجُ الكَأسَ لي فَإِن عَزَّتِ الرا

    حُ سَقاني مِن ريقِهِ السُكَّرِيِّ

    He mixes my cup; if wine grows scarce,

    he gives me drink from his sugar-sweet saliva.

  13. يَمنَحُ المُستَهامَ خَمرَ رُضابٍ

    في حَبابٍ مِن ثَغرِهِ اللُؤلُؤِيِّ

    He grants the love-distraught the wine of saliva

    in bubbles from his pearly mouth.

  14. يَهتِكُ اللَيلَ نورُها بِبُروقٍ

    أَذكَرَتنا بَرقَ الحِمى الأُرتُقِيِّ

    Its light rends the night with flashes

    that reminded us of lightning in the Artuqid domain.

  15. يا حُداةَ المَطِيِّ ها نورُ نَجمِ ال

    دينِ قَد لاحَ يا حُداةَ المَطِيِّ

    O camel-drivers, behold the light of Najm al-Din:

    it has appeared, O camel-drivers!

  16. يَمِّموا نَحوَهُ تَلقوا سَماحاً

    وَوَلِيّاً يَجودُنا بِوَلِيِّ

    Make your way toward him: you will find generosity

    and a patron who showers us with rain upon rain.

  17. يَرِدُ الرُكبُ مِنُه بَحرَ سَماحٍ

    مِن وِلا الجودِ بَحرٍ رَوِيِّ

    The caravan comes to drink at his sea of generosity,

    a brimming sea fed by unbroken bounty.

  18. يَقِظٌ قَد رَعى الأَنامَ بِطَرفٍ

    رَدَّ عَنهُ الرَدى بِطَرفٍ عَمِيِّ

    Watchful, he has guarded mankind with an eye

    that drove death from them with an unseeing glance.

  19. يافِعٌ شَديدُ المَعالي وَوا

    تى الحُكمَ مِن قَبلِ رُشدِهِ المَرضِيِّ

    A youth, mighty in noble deeds, already fit

    for rule before his commendable maturity.

  20. يَمُّ جودٍ جادَت عَلى الناسِ كَفّا

    هُ فَأَغنَت عَنِ الحَيا الوَسمِيِّ

    A sea of bounty—his two hands have rained upon the people,

    sparing them the need for the first autumn rains.

  21. يَتَّقي الهَولَ مِنهُ طَوراً وَطَوراً

    جودُهُ سَعدٌ لِكُلِّ شَقِيِّ

    At times one fears the terror coming from him; at others,

    his bounty is good fortune for every unfortunate soul.

  22. يُقسِمُ الدولَ بِالسَطا وَالعَطايا

    بَينَ يَومَي إِقامَةٍ وَمَطِيِّ

    He apportions fortunes through force and gifts

    between a day of sojourn and a day of riding forth.