1. How sweet the herald and his words were,
The crescent has fallen to the lowest valley.

2. Good tidings made us forget all before it,
People and states and generations.

3. It restored to the aged elder his youth,
And to the despairing despondent one hopes.

4. And to the friend his friendship and both of them
Their parents and to the father children.

5. Had people been asked with what it came
They would have given their souls and wealth.

6. Who will tell the brave about me that
I love raids, hunting, and the brave.

7. Yesterday, the peninsula cut its ties
And flung the shackles in the tyrant’s face.

8. And today it bade farewell to grievances
Walking trailing its gowns in allure.

9. Daughters of Jerusalem soaked the soil
With perfume and filled the roads with beauty

10. That the liberators may pass, for they
Removed harm from you and humiliation.

11. So take off the clothes of gloom and sorrow
And wear the gowns of dawn’s light.

12. And smile with each shining sun
That waded through the tumult, his face gleaming.

13. This is a chance for the youth to shine
And for the beautiful one to sway.

14. O leader of the daring eagle hunt
Heads bow down when you are remembered.

15. The Mongols thought their armies protect them
And the monkey deems its father a gazelle.

16. They growled and threatened and intimidated
Until you rose so they cowered in fright.

17. The birds were startled when a falcon pounced,
And the daughters of caves saw wolves.

18. How many hordes did they send you at night
Your army met them and dawn was gone.

19. You chased them over and under the mountains
Like a lion chasing his prey.

20. So you filled those plains and hills
With their bodies and filled them with horrors.

21. You prevented anything but unconsciousness
And anything but calamities from reaching them.

22. They were driven to you in groups and thousands
And death was driven to them.

23. And you made their swords and armors
Into shackles and neck-irons for them.

24. Had their mountains not sent them to you
At dawn, you would have shaken them with quakes.

25. Whether they feel secure, death takes them suddenly,
Or they are taken captive, armies are merciless.

26. Your horses complained of the heavy burden,
So you made their heads shoes for them.

27. And they saw you expose your chest to attacks
At the citadels, so they turned their shoulders.

28. You were congratulated for the obvious victory,
A victory hard for anyone but you to attain.

29. These hearts wove verses for you,
If I could, I would have made them a statue.

30. You pleased Moses, Jesus, and Ahmad
And all people and Exalted God.