1. O men of al-Bataah, my masters
Do not cut off your generosity towards me

2. I am your servant, and you are, for my whole life
All my pride, masters, and protectors

3. Your glory is might with Al-Rifa'i
The nation's scholar, owner of raids

4. Master of saints, succor of wildernesses
The core of the flower of men in assemblies

5. He is my treasure, backbone, pride and glory
And my imam, refuge in my life

6. My pillar, asylum, reliance and support
And my guardian - by God - after my death

7.
I danced joyfully for the pottery in which

8. They called the mantles of entities
The one of great attributes, sultan of every saint

9. Influential in words in records
I do not mind if I become infatuated

10. And knock the stars with pull
The hand of providence filled me from the wine

11. Of my master Al-Rifa'i cups
They squeezed it from the vine of the unseen, not from

12. Grapes they set free in taverns

13. How can I not knock the stars proudly
And the names of the fixed planets

14. And my father Ahmad, whenever they described him
They described him with transcending norms

15. I kiss the hand of the Prophet openly
With loyalty from the sincere masters

16. And he became their sheikh by permission and contract
And their young man and solver of problems

17. How many honorable traits he has among people
Evident, telling and signs

18. How many wondrous miracles he has
And hidden gardens, apparent orchards

19. The East learned the state of the unseen in speech
Al-Rifa'i, lofty in attributes

20. In him is God's secret - an amazing secret
Miracles from him are like revelations

21. His signs and manifestation are lasting
Embedded in his lasting signs

22. May God be pleased with him, his fragrance perfumed the universe
And his aroma spread to all regions

23. Greetings extended to his sons
And his followers, the people of breeze