1. Your reverberations, O limpid water, neither my eye nor distance
If there was no escape from either one

2. My spirit has a kindness to the limpid water when it flows
On the branch, so the branch says, "I am not it and the full moon."

3. And a neck I found my tear beautiful for its sake
And in the beautiful neck the necklace is found beautiful

4. No Arab woman except that between her eyelids
Is one who strips away the kohl like India

5. The celibate is disobeyed for her like
Ardor and rapture are obeyed for her like

6. Dear to the celibate is diverting my eye from her
And for the heart in her dinar and cheek is minted money

7. O you celibates, wait, for your foolishness has become clear
And it has increased such that your foolishness has no limit

8. And you said, "Love is ugly to us in a young man"
And who are you that you would have an opinion?

9. I yielded my soul to the beauties, so what is it to you?
What is it to me? What is this imposition and effort?

10. And a mouth orphaned of pearls surrendered my innermost being
So it destroyed it before steadfastness was affirmed

11. It is the dearest chill to the fervor of an enamored one
Or the first light or the light of threshing floors or honey

12. And its draft is the bounty which does not become commonplace
By my solace or the winds or swaying or the breast

13. I entrusted the nights sweetly with its draft
And look, the nights, their promise does not last

14. So neither did the lightning that was in the fever smile
The morning after we parted, nor did the thunder chuckle

15. The suns of life turned away from it, so in the heights
Its years wasted away, and in the livers of its lovers was burning

16. And how many slaughterers of resolve on the day they carried
Wells brimming for the noble, Sa'd was fortunate through them

17. So O heart, make an effort in burning after them
And by my life, this is the effort of one who has no effort

18. And O tears, burst into copious tears remembering their cheeks
For you are the water of roses, if the roses are gone

19. May God protect for an age! I was the knight of his passion
I would go to join the beloved or spend the night

20. My steed the goblets in the arena of revelry
Are a storehouse, unless it is breasts of the bent-over idols

21. And on my arm the full moon of beauty is pillowed
And for the wind in his cheek a firebrand was ignited

22. And my life secure in the mixed wine which I see
So neither is the wine clear nor is the state clouded

23. An era has passed with my youth and ended
And in me is a flavor of its turmoil still

24. It passes away but the taste of youth does not leave me
It wears out but the scent of its coolness does not fade

25. For it forever from me is remembrance and sorrow
And for the best King, poems and a goal

26. With how many of the House of Ayyub we dispensed with mankind
For we did not find praises in them, nor did they find

27. We came to your panegyrics as merchants, but
Our wares were hopes displayed, and praise

28. So you invested the market of praise with wares
Hastened for the delegation from those preceded by a delegation

29. And you feathered the wing of the hopeful and graced
Necks with your bounties, so no wonder they sing

30. The ground of the kingdom of al-Mu'azzam was watered by clouds
Copious during the days of the Sublime One, for him is a time

31. Indeed he was true to us in time with his promise
And the trait of Isma'il is to fulfill a promise

32. And he succeeded when the King who
Was most righteous in gathering the elevated, his unique person, entrusted us to him

33. So the House of Ayyub has no equal in mankind to me
And in the House of Ayyub, no one equals him to me

34. A King whose origin and livelihood are in kingship
And fortune, so excellent is his grandfather, and father, and grandfather

35. Kingship contained him before enclosures and rocked him
Reports of praise before the cradle rocked him

36. And it nurtured him for supremacy before his milk
Milk for it the likes of him curdled cream

37. So he came just as sovereignty and highness desire
Alone at its doors for mankind gathered

38. May the Lord of servants and his manners guard him
So He made beautiful what is hidden from Him and what appears

39. Have you not seen me head towards the Kaaba of his house
For the Hajj of my loyalty, neither distraction nor love?

40. I clung to a rope from the ropes of Muhammed
I felt safe through it from the assailant of fate that he may transgress

41. And I set out as a caravan with praises
Through which gushing springs flow and through which Najd floats

42. From the refrain I gained through its plentitude so they proliferated for me
Through it the followers, and origin, and children

43. And I loved the fertile pasture at his door
So through it my state was comfortable and my life luxurious

44. O King, were it not for his existence protecting him
The pasture would not have been salted, nor would the roses have been fresh

45. Collected in your heights is every dispersed thing
In description until the opposite reveals its opposite

46. So your nobility and the Highest, your clemency and just rule
Your decisiveness and benefit, your kingdom and asceticism

47. And from you people gained praise the like of which
The youth sing of, or travelers when pace quickens

48. So from me, far away, compose it as an ode
That will remain your servant though behind it a servant

49. Even if with a critic from you of minted coins
Expected for it cash and dreaded for it cash

50. Lofty is its wording like his coats of mail
Tomorrow and fray and peace it commands arranged

51. May God protect his kingdom from the doubt of events
And may defenders remain around it forever

52. He who provides for the world with his bounty so one does not
Feel anything lost in his days has passed

53. And if I am late in striving in hopes
Of gifts from his bounty that the cold seeks

54. When a man does not take his mount to the rain clouds
The rain cloud comes passionately raining heavily

55. And I am but a servant, there is no fault in his hopes
Or speculations, nor can it be rejected