Sol 6.1

  1. يا رُبَّ بدرٍ بات يُرْشِف مِسْمَعي

    وفمي شَهِيَّ رُضابِه وحَديثه

    Ah, many a full moon has spent the night giving my ear

    And my mouth sips of his delectable saliva and speech.

  2. فظمئتُ وهْو يُعِلُّني مُتواليا

    وقديمُ شوقيَ فيه مثلُ حديثه

    Yet I grew thirsty while he gave me draughts unceasingly,

    And my old longing for him was like the new.

  3. ومضَى وأبيضُ عِرْضِه لم تنبسط

    يدُ ريبةٍ منى إلى تَمْريثه

    And he departed, the whiteness of his honor untouched

    By any hand of suspicion from me seeking to sully it.

  4. والليلُ يستُره بفضلِ ردائه

    والصبحُ يَشْهَره بوَشْكِ حَثيثه

    And night conceals him with the loose folds of its cloak,

    And dawn reveals him with its swift advance.

  5. فكأنّ ذا يأتي بغُرّة وجهِه

    وكأنّ ذا يَمْضي بجَعْدِ أَثيثه

    So dawn seems to come with the radiance of his face,

    And night to depart with his luxuriant curls—

  6. وجهِ الأجلِّ الأفضلِ الملكِ الذي

    في الحرب يطعن في صدور لُيوثه

    The face of the most exalted, most excellent king, whose

    Lions in battle are pierced in the breast.

  7. ملكٌ إذا سمع الصريخَ بشاسعٍ

    لَبّاه ثم يكون نفسَ مُغيثه

    A king who, when he hears one crying for help far away,

    Answers him, then himself becomes his rescuer.

  8. مُعْطٍ إذا ضَنَّ الغمامُ بقَطْرِه

    رَوَّى جميعَ الأرضِ جودُ غُيوثه

    A giver: when the cloud is miserly with its rain,

    The bounty of his rains waters all the earth.

  9. شادَ المَعاليَ فوقَ أُسٍّ ثابتٍ

    في الفضل صار إليه عن مَوْروثه

    He raised lofty glories upon a firm foundation

    Of excellence, passed down to him through his inheritance.

  10. والرعبُ أولُ رُسْلِه لعدوه

    فحَذارِ ثم حَذارِ من مبعوثه

    And terror is the first of his messengers to his enemy:

    So beware, then beware, of his emissary.