فَيَا قَاضِي القُضَاةِ مَتَى يُوَفِّي

فَيَا قَاضِي القُضَاةِ مَتَى يُوَفِّي

حُقُوقَ صِفَاتِكَ اللَّسِنُ الأَرِيبُ

حُقُوقَ صِفَاتِكَ اللَّسِنُ الأَرِيبُ

So, O judge of judges, when will full justice be done

O Judge of judges, when will tongues, however eloquent,

to your qualities by the eloquent, discerning speaker?

Do justice to Thy attributes sublime?

فَتىً رَقَّتْ خَلائِقُه كَشِعْرِي

فَتىً رَقَّتْ خَلائِقُه كَشِعْرِي

حَوَى وَصْفَيْنِ كُلُّهُما عَجيبُ

حَوَى وَصْفَيْنِ كُلُّهُما عَجيبُ

A youth whose character is as tender as my verse,

A youth whose nature is as gentle as my hair,

he combines two qualities, each wondrous:

Each of whose traits, however viewed, seems strange.

فَفِي كَرمٍ لِأَشْرَفِهِ مَديحٌ

فَفِي كَرمٍ لِأَشْرَفِهِ مَديحٌ

وفي حُسْنٍ لِأَلْطَفِهِ نَسِيبُ

وفي حُسْنٍ لِأَلْطَفِهِ نَسِيبُ

In generosity, there is praise for his nobler side;

His generous acts invite my praise of him,

And in beauty, love poetry for his more delicate side.

His beauty, my comparisons, however faint.