1. In her sweet mouth or on her swaying neck,
I will not blame God except my own tormenting self.

2. If my heart is soothed by the fire of her love,
By the right of her passion, I am not one to resist.

3. A gazelle of the living, radiant and glancing back,
None but a necklace of gazelles suits your neck.

4. My home combined poetry and lineage,
O daughter of an uncle or mistress of the maternal uncle.

5. Blessed is the maternal uncle like an elixir on gold,
None like it in an honored, precious Suwaid.

6. Nor in a black-eyed one who perhaps gained
With a glance of her softness, a quintar with a mithqal.

7. She lined her eyelids with kohl and when she arrived
At the distance of remoteness, miles upon miles.

8. Every long night, like your hair, what
I extended to patience in it, the will of the desperate.

9. The ropes of your hair, O Lamiya, made me
Walk to patience walking the walk of my roped.

10. The length of your love a brigand who stripped my skin
If only your apparition commanded me with connection.

11. Reunion visits from Lamiya who rules, not
The rule of humiliation, but the rule of pampering.

12. Shamiya between her eyelids, Yemaniya,
Seducing a heart before limbs.

13. The governor of the past in lovers, her onlooker,
And the hottest of hearts from the look of the governor.

14. The beauty of her charm is in her cloak,
So beauty is between ripened and extraction.

15. And it is said Asma in her deeds is distress,
So grief is between Asma and deeds.

16. While she quenches with connection, I thirsted with estrangement
So I mixed Ramadan for me with Shawwal.

17. She would dictate her hopes to al-Murtada
And today she narrates her hopes from al-Qali.

18. And the reproachers blame her, so I shook them
The land of composure in me every earthquake.

19. If I tell them news of agony, then I have not
Brought out from them any burdens.

20. From every caller whom I did not answer due to illness
As if he is standing ruined from me.

21. If I have hope in patience from you, I have not
Reached from the breezes of nearness my hopes.

22. My love is new over the passage of time, so there does not
Occur talk of my consolation from you in mind.

23. And a tear of my eye like pouring clouds
With tears, Ala al-Din generously spent money.

24. Possessor of grace inheritance, earning, and sonship lineage,
And most generous of people to generosity.

25. And possessor of natural disposition from the purest gems,
While people in it are worthless and potsherds.

26. The son of ministers, the best of the high inherited
The era of sovereignty in the far and the near

27. Those forced with what the caliphate gives them from
Coats of mail their noses diverse forms

28. And the protectors with pens and sharpness of a lion
Stages of the king from passions of horrors

29. The essence of eloquent Arabs in clarity
Whether they spoke or lanterns and heroes

30. Galloping to them or their fate raging with them
Their status thus a nature of paved ways

31. The plain of Mecca planted the separated ones and in
The banners of Egypt shades of Duḥ and Ḍāl

32. As for me, my qualities have shone
And his soul in the elite of scriptures and family

33. I have managed Egypt and the cities, his thought
Two days of descent in its lands and descent

34. He is the successful in the meaning of its messages
But he is the son of a minister, not the son of a lowly one

35. Egypt says he protects its kingdoms
Sayings of this from the ruins are stronger for me

36. With victory he raises my sky when expected
And justice fertilizes when I lean

37. So let the king boast of the sufficient one in whom
Opinions of consensus and totality converged

38. And the depository of the secret in the lives of his locked realm
And his praise from travelers and settled ones

39. And the spreader of security with pens among nations
As if they in its protection are between unsheathed swords

40. With the fulfilling the sparse where those headed to him
Are like birds following sending with sending

41. And the composer of the word pure his favors
And every fine or listening state through him

42. We send to him the word, waved banners, so he accepts them
Kindly acts from clouds of trails

43. Oh drawer of trails of words and grace rise high
Are you listening to what my waved banners dictate?

44. The days ravaged in my day and I was worn out
Multiples of what I was worn out by worries sayings

45. And the words I flirt with were disturbed
Not disturbed like the gray hair in me and my decline

46. I say to the worry, renewer of my skin for me,
Full, oh worry, so seek an empty residence

47. And a robe I do not see for me one who mends it
Despite my being like heroes

48. For my company from the steeds' racers, perfect it
And I have a steed but imperfect in Dāl

49. I walk on my feet and the state stopped
In it, so why wouldn't the walk be my state?

50. Empty your kindness my mind for praise, for there
Flowed the like of me in it the deceit of parables

51. And listen to praises whose connection did not fail
And perhaps I failed the time of delivery

52. If it is not the industry of an artisan in Egypt, then
There has come biting remarks from his making for family

53. Oh you who chose words in his praises
Remaining over the passage of eras and states

54. Your door is not deprived of being served by four:
Blessing, success, the chosen, and acceptance