1. Memories on the day of farewell, the light of Anwar
And a hand and bracelet gleamed from it

2. In the evening they were stingy to be generous, so they made excuses
And they feared the enemy, so they gestured

3. They prepared the ships of Jesus which always
Plow through the ignorant night darkness

4. So they left as ruins passed over them
And they left the settlements of life as ruins

5. They went as precious pearls, their shells are tents
And they have nothing but mirages in the sea as guides

6. And their prices are souls that are sacrificed, and the clamor
Ukaz belongs to them, and spears are their trade

7. Take another look, O guide of life, heading
To where the horses are agitated from the stables

8. As for them, to my heart from the eyes in the morning
They walk to gather the camels and journey

9. To a liver that complains of the love of a barren woman
They traveled from eyelids whose clouds are abundant

10. And they only left to regain strength, and if they knew
What was inside me, they would be confused in the journey and return

11. With my soul a gazelle whom distance came between us
So the beloved of union returned while he was light

12. My eye blames when my thoughts are distracted
And the blame of the obsessed, enamored one is harm

13. And my heart is restless when my gaze wanders
So some of me is jealous of some of me

14. Is there a drink to quench the thirst of an outcast?
For in my chest from the fire of separation there are embers

15. My heart keeps company while to the eye it is a deserter
The heart of the passionate one who has deviated from its course

16. If only the homes of the displaced were our hearts
In order to find solace, or if only hearts were homes

17. My heart insisted on remembering them after
Their likenesses appeared with the dawn

18. And one night imagination gave me visions
And in sleep, if not for fantasies it would have fled

19. I hunted it while the horizon was wearing
A dress of darkness, its weaving ignited and illuminated

20. So do not think the Gemini, your gaze assumes
It is a gift for it, the shooting stars are scattered

21. And that the Pleiades in its silver cup
Is in the hands of the drunk Zanj while it spins

22. For it is nothing but the breath of my longing
Smoke that rises and the stars are embers

23. Hold back, my heart, from passion, O son of Hamid
Or else my night will remain day for what is left of it

24. If a banner for you rises in a city
Then for darkness and gloom there is escape

25. A group that protects the precious religion in time
Who seek refuge from great adversity and take shelter

26. From the eggs, as for its sea due to its chastity
It is pure, and as for its pearls they are big

27. The young man of time, no man rose to support him
And vengeance remained for him during adversities

28. He meets the extending porches with moisture
And for might, one day, if it is shaded with precaution

29. A couch which you can see the missions of kings frequenting it
As groups scattered above the gardens

30. When a delegation of visitors bid farewell
Others came to the end and visited

31. Ambitions, if he willed, he traveled by night
At dawn, the eyes of the sun from him are dazzled

32. And every young man, for the eye and sword, if he conquers
He is too proud for his eyelid to meet the ignorant

33. A lever, when the tyrant's cheek became enraged
He returned the blood of the tyrant while he was a tyrant

34. And he repelled the thin lofty ones with short ones
The next morning for the soft, elegant lean ones

35. To the extent that the gold coins of the faces are revealed
By the pecking of the delicate, elegant beaks they are tossed

36. And where the majesty of his heavyset stature from the horrors of his day
He sees while he is an advantage in the sky, aroused

37. And if he wished, tubes sprouted from spears in his grip
Until the ignorant cannot be rebuked

38. Swords that penetrate the hearing, if the channels are silent
It penetrates them for fate in secrecy

39. If his hand plants them in a paper
They become, and they have the arrogance of the openings as fruits

40. O you who the greenness of your glance surpasses the stars
When darkness separates from it for the eyes

41. The Sultan chose you for advice while awake
So he paired a secret from your love openly

42. It became like the derivation of both your names is your qualities
Clarity so the rope of accord is woven

43. And does the son of Hurrah fear the stain of time
While you are for him what he needs to be wary of

44. The full moon would not be eclipsed if you were its companion
An eclipse covering its face and secrecy

45. But it borrows from the light of other than you
So no wonder if it falters in its steps

46. Your envious enemies, the comings of their worries at night
And they are adversities upon the emblem

47. Like the sheathing of a sword in which is the closing of its eyelid
So the lashes of its eyes are blades upon it

48. When a worry sits with it, it shakes its heart
And fire spreads between its ribs

49. And with the slightest touch, it is as if
For it, the chest is fragile and the fingertips are embers

50. You rose with all the qualities of glory
So there is nothing higher except to you it is pointed

51. And time would not be if it were not your servant
And the earth would not be if it were not your home

52. You are humble despite your greatness and you are adorned with a glance
With the corner of an eye from you when it is exposed

53. For with you if the clouds run out there is comfort
And in you if the mountains' dignity abates there is composure

54. You are called the champion of religion, auspicious is the prayer
So by your name one is protected from the evils of time

55. By the narrative of an eye from him when it marks the ground
For you the horses sacrifice settling the lands

56. And in the horizon the crescent describes it so
Through you it grows as your emblem rises above it

57. You possessed the land of creation and their sky
So is there for the arrogant beyond this pride?

58. I swore by the restorer of the excellent, protected building
To which the virtue of transcendence comes and is visited

59. And the hope for God's forgiveness in its shadows
When it brings together the visitors and neighborliness

60. Whiter than the water of eyes for His sake
And redder than the water of throats is bitter

61. And the voices of praisers return whenever
A beautiful camel is fattened or a camel is fattened

62. You are nothing but a house of glory and hospitality
To meet needs it continuously gives generously and favors

63. Despite that the pilgrimage of the House is once a year
And your pilgrimage in the short day is frequent

64. For you the prime camels, the heap, are slaughtered for the villages
When for others a tithe is slaughtered

65. For from you freshness which their skins are filled with
When most of them are worn and virgins

66. The gifts of the forefront ofrequest with its bestowal
When most gifts are withheld

67. A young man in whom the hopes of delegations are when they come
Tall and the lifespans of promises are short

68. He gave generously until they decided that his money
To the seeker of his help, in his hands, is lent

69. For all besides dinars, when they are depleted
There are reins, when they dissolve, and bridles

70. And the color of amber was not that, but rather
Fear of your generosity elevated it to yellow

71. So celebrate likewise everyone who circled around the House pilgrim
And the skills of its regions and rituals vanished

72. And when you avoided sin and its drinking
The permitted came to you from my hands as drinks

73. Take them as cups in which for the virtuous there is no
Disgrace in its intoxication that he would fear and shame

74. And I have a thought that became devoted and its expression became
For the refined people of this time a beacon

75. And a chest like the hive of bees in which there is for the generous
Even though the combs of poetry from it are pointed to

76. Circumstances took me from my life to you
And it was said about some evils that they are good

77. And how many groups turned away from you and wronged
And they came to you seeking wealth so they were illuminated

78. And I am bound by your hands repenting
So I have no inclination to depart

79. And how can I roam the earth while gratitude binds me
Behold, the oppression of benefactors is shackles

80. You still are a horizon in which for glory there emerges an ascent
And a pole around which the supreme revolve