1. أظَنَّ العِدَا أنَّ ارتحالِيَ ضائِري

    ضَلالاً لِمَا ظَنَّوا وهل يكسُدُ التَّبرُ

    Did my foes think that my departure would harm me?

    What folly in their thinking! Does gold ever go unsold?

  2. وما زَادنِي بُعدِي سِوَى بُعدِ همّةٍ

    كما زاد نُوراً في تباعُدِه البَدرُ

    And my distance has only made my ambition reach farther,

    as the full moon gains light as it moves farther away.

  3. ولو كانَ في طُولِ الثَّواء فضيلةٌ

    لما انتقلتْ في أفْقِها الأنجمُ الزُّهْرُ

    And were there merit in staying long,

    the radiant stars would not move across their horizon.

  4. ولو لَزِمت أغمادَها البيضُ ما انجَلتْ

    بها غَمَراتُ الحربِ واتَّضَحَ النّصرُ

    And had the gleaming swords stayed in their sheaths, they would not have dispelled

    the engulfing turmoil of war or made victory clear.

  5. وهلْ في ارتحالي عن بلادٍ تنكّرتْ

    لِمثليَ أو للسّاكِنينَ بها فَخرُ

    And is there, in my departure from lands grown hostile,

    any glory for one like me or for those who dwell there?

  6. وإنّ بلاداً ضاق عنّي فضاؤُها

    لأرحَبُ من أكنافِها للعُلا فِترُ

    And indeed, a land whose expanse has grown too narrow for me—

    a mere span is roomier for greatness than its reaches.

  7. وأرضاً نَبَتْ بي وهي آهِلَةُ الرُّبى

    هي القَفرُ لاَ بل دُون وحشتها القَفْرُ

    And a land that proved inhospitable to me, though its hills are peopled,

    is a wasteland—no, a wasteland is less desolate than it.

  8. وهل يُنكرُ الأعداءُ فضلِي وإنّه

    لأَسْيَرُ ذِكراً أن يوارِيَهُ الكَفْرُ

    And can my foes deny my merit, when it

    is too widely renowned for denial to conceal?

  9. ألستُ الذي ما زال كهلاً ويافعاً

    له المُكْرَماتُ الغُرُّ والنّائلُ الغَمْرُ

    Am I not he who has always, in maturity and youth,

    had shining noble deeds and overflowing bounty,

  10. وخائضَ وقْعَاتٍ بوارقُها الظُّبَا

    ووابلُ هاتِيكَ البروقِ دمٌ هَمْرُ

    and plunged into battles whose lightning flashes are blades,

    where the downpour of those flashes is blood in torrents?

  11. يهولُ الرّدى منّى تَقحُّمِيَ الرّدى

    ويَعتادُه من جأشيَ الرابطُ الذُّعرُ

    My plunging headlong into death appalls Death,

    and terror haunts it because of my steadfast heart.

  12. ولو حكَمَتْ بيني وبَينهُم الظُّبَا

    رضيتُ بما تَقضي المهنَّدَةُ البُتْرُ

    And had the sword-blades judged between me and them,

    I would have accepted whatever the keen Indian-steel swords decreed.

  13. ولكنْ تولَّى الحاكمانِ قضاءَنا

    فكان أبُو مُوسى لنا ولهمُ عمرُو

    But the two arbiters took charge of our case,

    so Abu Musa was for us, and Amr for them.