Munshid: Abu Abdulmalik
Composition: Muhammad Al-Muqrin محمد المقرن
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Lyrics and Translation
أمست معاني النصر من كلماتي لأذب عن عرض الرسول بذاتي
The meanings of victory were softened by my words
so that I may defend the dignity of the Messenger with my self
أحمى الرسول بما ملكت منافحا بالشعر اكتبه على الورقات
I protect the Messenger with which I possess,
striking with the poem that I write on pages
البدر يسمو في السماء بعزة والشمس ساطعة بلا طاقات
The full moon rises in the sky with honour,
and the sun is glaring without power
والكلب ينبح لا يضر سماءنا والإفك سوف يصيبكم بثبات
And the dog is barking, though it does not disturb our sky
Then, the slander will hit you back in firmness
لا لن يضر نبينا بحديثكم بل زاد قدرا عالي الطبقات
Our Prophet is not harmed with your talk
rather he ascends in value on layers
يفدى النبي محمد كل الورى هو مرسل الرحمن بالآيات
Whole mankind is a sacrifice for Muhammad
he is the apostle of the All-Merciful [sent] with verses
نحرى بنحرك يا محمد إنني متلهف للقائكم بمماتي
My slaughter is by yours, oh Muhammad!
I am yearning to meet you with my death
عرضي بعرضك يا نبي مليكنا حان الوقوف لعرضكم بثبات
My honour is bound to yours, oh messenger of our King
Time has come to stand up for your honour in steadfastness
يا فرحة الدنيا المليئة حينما هل الحبيب وصاحب البركات
What joy of the full world when
the Beloved appears — the possessor of blessings
سقطت رماح الكفر عند قدومه واستبشرت في مجده أبيات
The spears of Disbelief have fallen at his arrival
and lines of poetry have brought glad tidings of his glory
فلربما غصن الأراك بلينه يثنى المبارز يسقط الرايات
Maybe the mustard tree would blossom due to his leniency
The combatant is dissuaded and the banners fall
ولربما موت الكريم مخوفا للقوم اثر وفاته بهبات
Maybe the death of the noble is scaring
for the people, as his abrupt passing way
ومؤكد سب الرسول يزيدنا حبا له ولديننا بحياة
Be ascertained, the insulting of the Prophet increases
our love for him and the religion by rejuvenation
هذا الحصاد وزرعكم هو شوكة زادت فؤادي للنبي صلات
This is the harvest and you have sewn it
It is a spike, my heart increased in sending prayers for the Prophet
فستعلمون بأننا من امة صلت على خير الأنام وساط
Finally you will get to know that we are a nation
that sends prayers to the most noble of mankind amongst them
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