1. يا أَراكَ الحِمى تُراني أَراكا

    أَيُّ قَلبٍ جَنى عَلَيهِ جَناكا

    O arak tree of the preserve, do you think I shall see you?

    What heart has your fruit wronged?

  2. أَعطَشَ اللَهُ كُلَّ فَرعٍ بِنَعما

    نَ مِنَ الماطِرِ الرِوى وَسَقاكا

    May God leave every bough in Nu‘man thirsty

    for drenching rain, and water you.

  3. أَيُّ نورٍ لِناظِرَيَّ إِذا ما

    مَرَّ يَومٌ وَناظِري لا يَراكا

    What light can my eyes have, if

    a day passes and my eye does not see you?

  4. لا يَرى السَوءَ مَن رَآكَ مَدى الدَه

    رِ وَأَحيا الإِلَهُ مَن حَيّاكا

    May whoever sees you never see harm throughout all time,

    and may God grant life to whoever greets you.

  5. وَرَعى كُلَّ ناشِقٍ لَكَ دَلَّت

    هُ صَباً طَلَّةٌ عَلى رَيّاكا

    And may He protect each seeker of your scent, guided

    to your fragrance by a dew-laden east wind.

  6. ما عَلى البَرقِ لَو تَحَمَّلَ مِن نَج

    دٍ بِأَظعانِهِ فَسَقّى حِماكا

    What would it cost the lightning to journey from Najd

    with its caravans, and water your preserve?

  7. يا دِيارَ الأَحبابِ كَيفَ تَغَيَّر

    تِ وَيا عَهدُ ما الَّذي أَبلاكا

    O homes of loved ones, how you have changed!

    And O bygone time, what has worn you away?

  8. هَل أُولاكَ الَّذينَ عَهدي بِهِم في

    كَ عَلى عَهدِهِم وَأَينَ أُولاكا

    Are those whom I remember in

    you still as they were? And where are those people?

  9. لَم تَدَع فيكَ نائِباتُ اللَيالي

    أَثَراً لِلهَوى سِوى مَغناكا

    The calamities of the nights have left in you

    no trace of love except your dwelling-place,

  10. وَأَثافٍ كَأَنَّهُنَّ رَذايا

    وَأَسارى لا يَنظُرونَ فِكاكا

    and hearthstones like exhausted, abandoned beasts

    and captives who expect no release,

  11. وَشَجيجٍ طَمَّ الزَمانُ نَواصي

    هِ كَما شَعَّثَ الوَليدُ السِواكا

    and a splintered stake whose forelocks Time has cropped,

    as a child frays a tooth-stick.

  12. الذَميلَ الذَميلَ يا رَكبُ إِنّي

    لَضَمينٌ أَن لا يَخيبَ سُراكا

    A swift trot, a swift trot, O caravan! I

    surely guarantee your night journey will not fail.

  13. خَلِّ أَوطانَ مَعشَرٍ مَنَعوا سَر

    حَكَ رَعيَ الحِمى وَمَلّوا قِراكا

    Leave the lands of a people who denied your herd

    the preserve’s pasture, and tired of hosting you.

  14. جَيئُهُم مُخمَسُ الرِكابِ فَنادَوا

    جَنِّبِ الوِردَ لا نَقَعتَ صَداكا

    To their visitor, with mounts five days thirsty, they cried:

    “Avoid the watering-place—may you never slake your thirst!”

  15. وَضَحَت غُرَّةُ الضِياءِ عَلى القَر

    بِ فَبَلّوا وَأَرسَلوها العِراكا

    The white blaze of daylight shone as water drew near;

    they drank, and sent the camels in, jostling together.

  16. يا مَليكَ المُلوكِ والى لَكَ النَص

    رَ عَلى العالَمِ الَّذي وَلّاكا

    O king of kings, may He grant you victory upon victory—

    He who appointed you over the world.

  17. وَرَأَيتَ العَدوَّ حَيثُ تَراهُ

    وَرَآكَ العَدوُّ حَيثُ يَراكا

    And may you see the enemy where you now see him,

    and may the enemy see you where he now sees you.

  18. كَم إِلى كَم تَبغي الصُعودَ وَقَد جُز

    تَ المَعالي وَقَد طَلَعتَ السُكاكا

    How far—how much farther—will you seek to climb, when you have passed

    the heights and ascended the sky?

  19. زِدتَ سَبقاً عَلى أَبيكَ وَكانَت

    غايَةُ المَجدِ لَو لَحِقتَ أَباكا

    You have outstripped your father, though it would have been

    the utmost glory merely to catch up with your father.

  20. بانِياً تَرفَعُ السُموكَ إِلى أَي

    نَ المَراقي وَقَد بَلَغتَ السِماكا

    Builder raising lofty roofs, where

    can the stairways lead, now you have reached al-Simak?

  21. نِلتَ ما نِلتَهُ اِنفِراداً وَزاحَم

    تَ الدَراري عَلى العَلاءِ اِشتِراكا

    Alone you won all you won, and vied

    with the brilliant stars to share the heights.

  22. يا أَسيرَ الخُطوبِ نادِ غِياثَ ال

    خَلقِ إِنَّ الَّذي رَجَوتَ هُناكا

    O captive of calamities, call upon the rescuer of

    mankind: the one you hoped for is there.

  23. مَن إِذا غالَنا الضَلالُ رَأَينا

    هُ قِواماً لِدينِنا أَو مِساكا

    He whom, when error assails us, we see

    as our faith’s mainstay, or its support.

  24. مَلَكَ المُلكَ ثُمَّ جَلَّ عَنِ المُل

    كِ فَأَمسى يَستَخدِمُ الأَملاكا

    He gained kingship, then grew too great for kingship,

    and came to make kings his servants.

  25. عَجَباً كَيفَ يَرتَضي صَفحَةَ النَع

    لِ لِرِجلٍ يَطا بِها الأَفلاكا

    How strange that he should accept a sandal’s sole

    for a foot with which he treads the celestial spheres!

  26. رَسَخَت في العَلاءِ أَجبالُكَ الشُم

    مُ وَدارَت عَلى الأَعادي رَحاكا

    Your lofty mountains have taken root in the heights,

    and your millstone has turned upon your enemies:

  27. مِن طَموحٍ خَطَمتَهُ وَجَموحٍ

    بِكَ أَعضَضتَهُ الشَكيمَ فَلاكا

    among them, a headstrong one you bridled, and a bolter

    whom by your might you made bite the bit and champ it.

  28. لَم تَزَل تَطعَنُ المُوَلّينَ حَتّى

    حَسِبتَ مِن قَنا الظُهورِ قَناكا

    You never ceased to spear the fleeing, until

    you reckoned your spears among their backbones.

  29. وَرِجالٍ تَحَكَّكوا فَأَفاقوا

    بِجُذَيلٍ قَد عَوَّدوهُ الحِكاكا

    And men who rubbed against you came to their senses

    at a little tree-trunk long accustomed to their rubbing.

  30. فَرعُ عِزٍّ يُعطي عَلى اللينِ ما شا

    ءَ جَناهُ فَإِن رَأى الضَيمَ شاكا

    A bough of glory, yielding gently whatever

    fruit one desires, but growing thorny at the sight of oppression.

  31. ضَرَبوا في جَوانِبِ الطَودِ فَاِنظُر

    حَمِقَ العاجِزينَ كَيفَ أَحاكا

    They struck at the mountain’s flanks; behold

    the folly of the helpless—what mark did it make?

  32. قَطَعتَ يا اِبنَ واصِلٍ مُدَّةَ العُم

    رِ فَهاجَ الضُبارِمُ الفَتّاكا

    You cut your lifespan short, O Ibn Wasil,

    so the mighty, murderous lion was roused.

  33. طاحَ في حَدِّ مِخلَبيكَ وَخَسَّت

    أَكلَةُ الذِئبِ أَن تُقارِبَ فاكا

    He fell upon the edge of your two claws; too base

    was a wolf’s morsel to approach your mouth.

  34. هَل يَروعُ القُرومَ عِندَكَ وَالأُس

    دَ كُلَيبٌ عَوى لَها في حِماكا

    Can the noble chiefs and lions at your side be frightened

    by a little cur howling at them in your preserve?

  35. طَلَبَ الأَمرَ فَاِنثَنى بِغُرورٍ

    كانَ فَوتاً فَخالَهُ إِدراكا

    He sought dominion, but turned back deluded:

    what was failure he imagined attainment.

  36. صاحَبَ الأَمرَ مِن قِرى السَيفِ وَالضَي

    فِ وَرَوّى القَنا وَأَنتَ كَذاكا

    The ruler is he who feasts both sword and

    guest, and slakes the spears’ thirst—and such are you.

  37. كَيفَ تَقذى عَينٌ وَيَألَمُ طَرفٌ

    نَظَرَ اليَومَ وَجهَكَ الضَحّاكا

    How can an eye smart, or a gaze feel pain,

    that has seen your beaming face today?

  38. أَنا غَرسٌ غَرَستَهُ وَأَجَلُّ ال

    غَرسِ ما قَرَّرَت ثَراهُ يَداكا

    I am a plant you planted, and the noblest of

    plants is one whose soil your hands have firmed.

  39. لَم أَجِد صانِعاً سِواكَ وَلا أَع

    رِفُ في الناسِ مُنعِماً ما سِواكا

    I have found no benefactor but you, nor do I know

    among mankind any giver of favors besides you.

  40. في حِمى طولِكَ اِهتَزَزتَ وَأَورَق

    تَ قَريبَ الجَنى بِصَوبِ نَداكا

    In the shelter of your bounty I swayed and put forth leaves,

    my fruit within reach, beneath the rain of your generosity.

  41. كُلَّ يَومٍ فَضلٌ عَلَيَّ جَديدٌ

    وَعَلاءٌ أَنالُهُ مِن عُلاكا

    Every day brings a fresh favor upon me,

    and eminence I gain from your exalted rank.

  42. وَعَطاءٌ تَزَيَّدَ البَحرَ يَعلو

    كُلَّما قيلَ قَد بَلَغتَ مُناكا

    And bounty that outdoes the sea rises higher

    whenever it is said, “You have attained your desire.”

  43. وَإِذا ما طَوَيتُ عَنكَ التَقاضي

    عُنِيَ الطَولُ مِنكَ بي فَاِقتَضاكا

    Whenever I refrain from pressing you for gifts,

    your bounty cares for me and presses you instead.

  44. لا سَفيرٌ إِلَيكَ إِلّا مَعالي

    كَ وَلا شافِعٌ إِلَيكَ سِواكا

    I have no envoy to you but your noble qualities,

    and no intercessor with you but yourself.

  45. أَيُّها الطالِبُ الَّذي قَلقَلَ العي

    سَ وَأَبلى غُروضَها وَالوِراكا

    O seeker who has jolted the pale camels onward

    and worn out their girths and saddle-cloths,

  46. نادِ بِالرَكبِ قَد بَلَغتَ إِلى البَح

    رِ فَعَرِّس بِهِ كَفاكَ كَفاكا

    call to the caravan: “You have reached the sea;

    encamp beside it—it suffices you, it suffices!”