1. لَما زَها خَد بِحُسن تَورُّدِ

    هامَ الفُؤاد بِهِ وَطابَ تَوردي

    When a cheek shone with lovely rosy bloom,

    My heart was smitten with it, and sweet was my approach.

  2. وَبِهِ شُغفت وَفيهِ زادَ تَوَلُّعي

    وَعَدمت فيهِ تَصبري وَتَجلُّدي

    With it I was enraptured, and my passion for it grew;

    And over it I lost my patience and fortitude.

  3. وَلَبست ثَوب صَبابَتي مُتَهتِّكاً

    وَنَسَوت خلعة زاهد مُتَعبد

    I donned the robe of my yearning, casting off restraint,

    And forgot the garb of a devout ascetic.

  4. وَنَشَرت أَعلام الخَلاعة مُعرِضاً

    عَن لائِمي في حُب هَذا الأَغيد

    I unfurled the banners of wantonness, turning away

    From my reproacher for loving this graceful youth.

  5. إِن الضَلال هَو الهِداية في الهَوى

    بِجَمال ذات تَدلُّلٍ أَو أَمرَد

    In love, straying is itself right guidance,

    For the beauty of a coquettish woman or a beardless youth.

  6. يا عاذِلي أَنا في الغَرام مُتَيَّم

    في ذُل حُكم العشق لذَّ تَسَهُّدي

    O my reproacher, I am enslaved by passion;

    Under love's humbling rule, my sleeplessness grew sweet.

  7. كَيفَ السلوّ عَن الحَبيب وَإِنَّهُ

    بَدر بِطَلعته الغَزالة تَهتَدي

    How can I forget the beloved, when he is

    A full moon by whose countenance the sun finds its way?

  8. وَالعُمر عِندي لا يُقاس بِساعة

    مِن وَصله في تَنهة بِالمَقعد

    To me, a lifetime cannot compare with one hour

    Of union with him in Tanha, in the sitting room.

  9. هَيهات عَن دين الصَبابة أَنتهى

    أَو عَن مَديح السَيد اِبن السَيد

    Far be it that I forsake the faith of yearning,

    Or the praise of the lord, son of a lord.

  10. أَعني وَكيل الداخلية مَن غَدا

    حسن السِياسة خَير شَهم مُرشد

    I mean the deputy of the Interior Ministry, who has become

    Skilled in governance, the finest noble-hearted guide:

  11. بَحر المَعارف وَالعَوَارف وَالنَدى

    بَر المَكارّم لِلغني وَالمُجتدي

    A sea of learning, benefactions, and generosity,

    A land of noble deeds for the rich and the suppliant;

  12. بَيت المَعالي وَالمَراحم وَالوَفا

    بِالوَعد مِن إِبّان عَهد المَولد

    A home of lofty deeds, mercy, and faithfulness

    To promises, from the very time of his birth;

  13. قطب البَراعة وَاليَراعة وَالنُهى

    ماضي العَزيمة في مَهين مُلحد

    The lodestar of mastery, the reed pen, and intellect,

    Unwavering in resolve against a base heretic;

  14. رَب المَناقب وَالمَواهب وَالهُدى

    وَالمَجد وَالرَأي السَديد المُسعد

    Master of virtues, gifts, and guidance,

    And glory, and sound counsel that brings success.

  15. بُشراك أَن الداخلية أَصبَحَت

    تثني عَلى الصَدر السَعيد مُحمد

    Glad tidings to you: the Interior Ministry has begun

    To praise the fortunate chief minister, Muhammad,

  16. وَبِشُكر هَذا الدَاوريِّ تَرنمت

    وَدَعت لِدَولة سَعده بِتخلد

    And has sung in gratitude to this ruler,

    And prayed that his fortunate reign endure,

  17. حَيث اِعتَنى بِشؤونها وَأَمدّها

    بِكَ يا أَمير وَأَنتَ عَذب المَورد

    Since he tended its affairs and strengthened it

    With you, O emir, whose wellspring is sweet.

  18. وَلأَنتَ مَولىً حزت في مضمارها

    قصب السِباق بِهمة وَتَفرّد

    You are indeed a lord who has won, upon its racecourse,

    The victor's reed through high resolve and distinction.

  19. لا زالَ هَذا الصَدر واحد مَصره

    يَحبو بَنيها بِالمَقام الأَوحَد

    May this chief minister remain peerless in his land,

    Granting her sons unrivaled standing,

  20. وَيَردّ عَنهُم شَرَّ كُل مُعاند

    بِعَساكر تَسطو عَلى المُتَمرّد

    And shielding them from the evil of every obstinate foe,

    With armies that fall fiercely upon the rebel.

  21. فَاِنعَم بِما قَد نلت مِن شَرَف كَما

    تَبغى عَلى رَغم اللئام الحسَّد

    So delight in the honor you have gained, just as

    You desire, despite the base and envious.

  22. وَليَفتَخر بِكَ مَنصب وَافيته

    مِن دُونه أَوج السَنا وَالسؤدد

    Let the office you have entered take pride in you;

    Beneath it lies the summit of splendor and eminence.

  23. ما قالَ مجدي في علاك مُؤرِّخاً

    لِلداخلية عز أَوحَد سَيد

    Whenever Majdi says of your eminence, composing a chronogram:

    The Interior Ministry has the glory of a peerless lord.