Sol 6.1

  1. باللَه عليك يا حدا يا طايره

    شلي سلامي إلى نجلي الهمام

    By God, I implore you, O kite, O flying bird,

    Carry my greetings to my valiant son,

  2. من قامته كالسفود متقادرة

    وحين يقفى ثلث ظهره حزام

    Whose stature is proportioned like a roasting spit,

    And when he turns away, a belt covers a third of his back.

  3. ما أحلاه يبدي بصوره نادِره

    استغفر الله على عيضه سلام

    How lovely he is, appearing in a rare form!

    I seek God's forgiveness—peace be upon Aydah.

  4. وسيرته كالجعير في ساوره

    وأصدق القول ما قالت حذام

    And his gait is like a dung beetle in Sawarah;

    And the truest words are what Hudham said.

  5. لكنه اليوم ابر اسيادنا

    باللطف بالرفع بالطبع العجيب

    Yet today he is the most dutiful of our masters,

    In gentleness, in exalted rank, in wondrous disposition.

  6. لو تبصروا كيف قدره عندنا

    ما يفعلوا يالجذا حالي الشنيب

    If you could see the esteem in which we hold him,

    They would not do so, O lad with the pretty little moustache.

  7. ما عاد تقل في المواقف سيدنا

    البارع الكامل الفذ اللبيب

    No longer say in gatherings, “Our master,

    The accomplished, the perfect, the peerless, the discerning.”

  8. من در نظمه حبوبه هاجره

    من الفصاحه بيتجشى نظام

    From the pearls of his verse, its beads have fled;

    Out of sheer eloquence, he belches verse.

  9. ودمت يا من نظامي قد كساك

    حله مزرر وفقرتها هنا

    And long may you live, O you whom my verse has clothed

    In a buttoned robe—and I have pierced it here.

  10. تدخل من الكم فيها من هناك

    وان تقفصت فاخرج يا جنا

    You enter it through the sleeve, from over there;

    And if you crouch, bring out, O imp,

  11. نصف البدن والتخاريص من قفاك

    وما تعروش فيرجع للسنا

    Half your body and the gussets, from your back.

    And do not clamber up, lest it return to the radiance.

  12. قد نيتك في المحبه خاسره

    إروع فديتك توسط في الغرام

    Your purpose in love is already fruitless;

    Take heed, may I be your ransom; be moderate in love.