1. Had it not been for the smile of that darkness and cold
I would have heeded your advice, except in the passion of love.

2. Rather, I do not obey you regarding a branch I am obsessed with,
As if it grew in the folds of my beliefs.

3. Where am I and where is my patience from the eyelids of Reesha
Whose magic mysteries blow into pearls.

4. My heart transgresses blame and it hurts him
As amber hurts the difficult task.

5. Say to Al-Rashid, when his winds blew,
You have been excessive, O Deema, so be moderate in good deed.

6. I complain to you about the dew, from where I praise it,
If the sea overflowed upon me, it would not increase.

7. O killer of gratitude with benevolence inhabiting it
Wait! Doesn't the victim of generosity have any bed?

8. I was amazed at the generosity that appeared in your rest
How its brilliance did not honor the youth.

9. Your clouds rained when they rained on my hope
So its followers said: They rained on the country.

10. I was enriched with glory and growth near you
Until I found wealth in my resolve and hand.

11. O you who your favors require phrases
You have relieved me and the prosody, so be moderate.

12. After you, people have their high positions
And the unique individual contains the origin of number.

13. Al-Rashid is called, and no quality is absent in him
O you who are the separator between sin and righteousness.

14. Leadership is yours, in morals and naming
Like bravery when attributed to the lion.

15. Which virtues does he fully possess
While his youth has grown over ages?

16. You have weakened me with hands that cannot be matched
By what my tongue holds of intention and sharpness.

17. Time has returned to me what you gave me as a green branch
So I stood in place of the singing bird.

18. What excuse for my nature to flourish, and you have not left
With your hands any pillar or tent peg.