Sol 6.1

  1. It is your due that reciters honor you in song,

    and poets adorn this season.

  2. On the day of accession, you are the start of a caliphal reign

    through which the world was set aright—may you remain honored.

  3. Islam recalls your dawn with praise,

    and remembrance renews those blessings.

  4. Indeed, He who created the caliphate has safeguarded, through

    its Turk, its Arab and non-Arab alike.

  5. O caliph of the Chosen One, and son of caliphs

    who entrusted you with well-supported sovereignty and the protected realm,

  6. today your army has laid down its arms, showing mercy to

    its defeated foe, and remained to count the spoils.

  7. At your festival, it has the right, now that

    it is safe from hostile attacks, to spend the night in comfort.

  8. Glad tidings brighten the world for it, after

    it filled the world with frowns and scowls.

  9. At your service, O king of kings, answering a call

    that healed the listener and delighted the discerning observer.

  10. Who is there who has not given willingly, when

    the Prophet has assured him the greatest reward?

  11. Ah, how my longings burn for a day when I behold

    the sacred place, praying and offering salutations.

  12. Its morning lies between al-Baqi and Yathrib,

    and its evening between al-Hatim and Zamzam.

  13. The pilgrims' clamor rises in thanks for what

    he has undertaken, and heaven's angels gladden them.

  14. How welcome the delegation from al-Sham as it arrives,

    civilization's delegation to the Hijaz, setting it aright!

  15. Though I have not beheld its vistas, still

    my heart has come to hover around them,

  16. delighting in its rustling, seeking solace

    in its yearning from that fragrant soil.

  17. How well guided I would be, how flourishing my life,

    if I were encamped along that passage!

  18. At last, when steam unfurled its banner

    on the horizon, and doves trusted the aged vulture,

  19. and vegetation clothed the wilderness, making it a grove,

    lush with foliage, and the gazelle kept company with the lion,

  20. I would voice my secret thoughts aloud, being a poet,

    and don the emblazoned robe of conquerors.

  21. All people journey toward your guidance,

    and your sanctuary is their final destination and place of belonging.

  22. Two groups: this one takes a clear path,

    an easy one, while that one takes an obscure path.

  23. One banner will unite their ranks,

    and you alone will stand among them as ruler.

  24. And when you possess their hearts and their necks,

    the king will not lack a subject compelled to obey.

  25. Nothing has disciplined the disobedient, long confined

    in prison, like noble pardon, or taught them so well.

  26. It is prudence in the mighty conqueror, the subduer of mankind,

    to show kindness to the weak offender.

  27. O House of Osman, peace be upon you,

    as long as I live, whether in Najd or Tihamah.

  28. My love for you remained a spirit in my heart,

    until it appeared, embodied, before the eyes.

  29. Is there any means for me to reach the Balkans, even if

    its paths were sword-blades and arrows?

  30. That I might see the victorious army striking,

    pursuing the fugitive, retreating army,

  31. and auspicious risings from the crescent

    that clear dark dust from the battlefield.

Sol 6.1