1. How strange that our loved ones left,
To which home did they settle?

2. They followed a sanctuary and abandoned protection,
Spilt blood and killed a youth,

3. And for what passion did my people emigrate
Lightning struck and coiled were the curls.

4. The curls were raised for my blood that appeared
At dawn, their march was on the sand.

5. My camels set out at early dawn and were delighted with them
If only those camels had been slaughtered.

6. The cooking pots were packed and the yearning arrived
The abodes were empty and the hills were barren.

7. The encampment settled down anxious and saddened
Bleeding, sorrowful, its east and west desolate.

8. Remembering what Dumya knew
From the days of protection and youthful vigour.

9. And his female friends do not abandon him
While his mistresses reconcile with acceptance.

10. The riding camels arrived and narrated the events
Bearing sorrows, their walk slow.

11. They cried over the ruins like the eyes of an afflicter
Who found no rest, though kohl was in their eyes.

12. Does and oryx wearing yarn garments
Twisting their necks under scarves.

13. They turned away from passion busily
And tempted a youth whose only care was to flirt.

14. He remained in joy and gathered salty plants
And wished for happiness whose taste was honey.

15. She pretended illness, turned away and distracted him
While kindness to her was his only concern.

16. In confrontation with sweet talk
Resembling each other in their kisses.

17. Then prudence returned to alarm him
When old age overcame him with forbearance and infirmity.

18. It warned the youth and vigor had perished
While generosity declined and boredom appeared.

19. You used to promise protection if we visited you
While spying eyes would ambush him.

20. That is why - what an excellent dwelling it was, and how
He refused, undeterred by blame.

21. Before his resolve during his ordeal
When the grey hair on his head blazed.

22. His wandering ended, he became sober and intended
To be pious, while madness subsided.

23. When intention improves and becomes sound,
A radiant path to guidance becomes clear.

24. Happy is he who takes it, excelling is He who owns it,
While one who abandons it will have heat mirages as a shade.

25. When effort is exerted, a will is found
Wherever the seeker heads with ingenuity.

26. Every incident toys with you
Save the Eternal whose course is assured.

27. What living being obtained harm and prosperity
Except in the abode of the Bani Umar, exalted?

28. Nobles who were generous, truly grand
Masters over kings, with the world their follower.

29. They descended from the lofty homes of Sabāʾ
Protected from wildlife and the barren valley.

30. They became successors, inheriting from predecessors
While descending with nobility, its pillar the Hamal star.

31. When they felt reverent or coveted,
Wealth and Abul Hasan were their aspiration.

32. A sir whose self has gained nobility and fulfilled
And become pure without having matured fully.

33. His principles do not abandon him
While his manners have no defects.

34. His qualities do not differ from him
And his beauties have no flaws.

35. His palm is forever pouring bounty
None who head toward it miss its rain.

36. Happy is he who requests him, abundant is his gift
From his fine traits - humans and Jinn.

37. He has clouds whose rain is gold
Pouring copiously, its rain noble.

38. A branch rendered immaculate, his full moon's perfection
Amidst his assembly when he holds court.

39. If an era grows and you visit Abu
Hasan, it will be amazed and grant favor.

40. O Abul Hasan, auspiciousness from the right
For loftiness suits the high mountain.

41. So live long, revive and shed blood,
Be joyous, have children and prolong your duration.

42. You and your sons have achieved nobility,
Received bounty and remained as long as Suhail.

43. Noble in lineage, righteous in merit
Souls, fathers - you have been perfected.

44. My scattered pearls, though my thoughts are extemporaneous.
I have loved the jewels of the noble caliphs

45. And was stingy to the stingy with it.
Whoever wants my manners, let him be like

46. My master Hasan, taking from him perpetually.