1. One third, for lo! O ruins
We weep while the camels kneel beneath us

2. Firstly, no reproach upon a ruin
For the like of it, the mature ones did

3. If you could speak, you would say excusing me
Nothing in me but what in you, O man

4. You weep that you are part of those who were passionate
I do not weep that I am part of those who were killed

5. Those who stayed and endured
Their days in their lands alternate

6. Beauty moves on whenever they moved
With them and settles wherever they settled

7. In my eyelids a Bedouin girl stirs them
Who was tempted by the ornaments

8. The abodes complain of the length of their abandonment
And their remoteness, and who shall they visit?

9. She left no milk curdled in the waterskin
Which was musk and honey

10. She said: Will you not wake? And I said to her
You have taught me that passion is fruitless

11. If the steeds of Fanakhas had neighed at you
And she went out alone, the spinning would entangle her

12. And his hordes had dispersed from you
Verily the sailor folk are perfidious, killed

13. You would not have done it, and your guest
Is the king of kings, yet you are stingy

14. Will you forbid food and so disgrace yourself
Or will you give that which he requests?

15. But it is not fitting where he has settled
Stinginess, injustice or fear

16. A king whom, when the spear reaches him
Is a straight, upright branch we have mentioned

17. If those before him did not refrain
From that which troubles him, then they were heedless

18. Until the son of her youth came to the world
And the plain and mountain complained to him

19. The sick man's complaint to the guarantor,
That no illnesses will pass through his body

20. His courage did not lie when it said
Go forward, your soul has no term

21. For it is the conclusion, if a parable runs
Or it is said, on the day of battle, who is the hero?

22. The number of delegations coming to him
Without arms, is the form and the mind

23. So their form in his horses finds work
And their mind in his fortune finds occupation

24. You rouse because of his gifts
Either it or its remainder or the substitute

25. From his hand he yearns for paths
A yearning for him the thorns grow

26. Paths which his gifts grow long by
And glory not the gifts and gratuities

27. And to the pebbles of a land where he stayed
The people kiss it from venerating it

28. If his laughter does not mix with them
Then for whom is the kiss guarded and stored?

29. In his face from the light of his Creator
Is a measure, these are the signs and messages

30. And when hearts refuse his rule
The blades of his swords are content with ruling

31. And when the unruly refuses to bow to him
The supple spears in it bow down

32. Are you pleased, while Khosrow is not
Or will more madness come to your mother?

33. Your lands have returned without being acutely ill
As if they were the blossoms among the spears

34. And the people in their chiefs are verdant
And the horses in their chiefs are lively

35. So they came to you, not like those who came before
Among them, nor those who kept away, blend in

36. Whoever is at the meadows does not know
That they have parted, or when they departed

37. You came resolved and not a lion
You left defeated and not a hyena

38. You give their weapons and relief
What the wretched were unable to attain

39. The most generous of kings in transferring kingship
Nearly lost his head over it

40. If not for ignorance, you would not have entered among
A people you drowned while they only spit

41. They did not come secretly or gain treacherously
Nor did darkness aid them

42. You will not meet a horse of yours that recognizes you
Except when ruses narrow for you

43. No one is ashamed whom they call
The Buyids surpassed you or excelled

44. They judged, pardoned, numbered, and if asked
They enriched, exalted, exalted even if they were just

45. Above the sky and above what they sought
So when they wanted an aim they descended

46. Their virtues cut through their blades
So if a liar found it difficult, they accepted

47. They do not brandish over their opponent
A sword, its place is taken by forbearance

48. They refused Ali, through whom they conquered
And Abu Shuja, through whom they perfected

49. The blessings of the first of this one swore
In the cradle that no hopes escaped them