1. O you who have turned away, it is time you show remorse
How long will you torture a passionate heart?

2. I have not made loved ones into enemies
So you can gloat over their misery

3. The slanderers have vowed to shed my blood and will regret it
If you do not become clear and convinced

4. It was a night when sleep clung to my eyes
And your apparition fulfilled a missed union

5. My eyes were not delighted by a glance from you
If they return after that, they were negligent

6. The specter of you divorced the eyes angrily
So it has counted the nights and observed the waiting period

7. And I think the blackness of their pupils
Have donned mourning clothes for the afflicted

8. O you who forgot the tryst because of the intoxication of youth
How long do you intend to torment me with your abandonment?

9. Who can release for me the image of the cheek of a beloved
That was registered in the book of your promises?

10. Let the zephyr carry pollen from its flowers
Your people can do without repentance

11. Do not make my attainment of your union
At a specific time limited for the days

12. The day I yearn for you is a full year
In which the two seasons alternate when it comes

13. Between the fire of longing and the water of tears
Whether it laughs or cries intensely

14. God has a gazelle, whenever archers approach it
It defeats them with its eyelashes and escapes

15. And every hair on me wriggles in what I endure
Even if I were mute, they would writhe

16. And if I complain of staying among them
Time says, "Your hands – so know or be silent"

17. My excellence is to a coquettish first glance
Leave those who stare steadily with unmoving eyes

18. My manner is beautiful, but it
Needs, despite its beauty, to be brought down a peg

19. As for poetry, it was once supremely eloquent
When I heard it, it would leave me awestruck

20. I continued to have a spokesman and a predecessor
Rising ahead of me, silencing me and silencing others

21. That was once, but today I no longer
Set out to groom the colt of poetry

22. No ladle of jest remains for me from the sea of jest
My boredom, nor chisel upon the rock of earnestness

23. When lofty ambitions die in the world
It is right that thoughts should find them dead

24. Do not wonder at the intensity of the madness in my heart
To the point it can no longer contain itself

25. All praise is lies, and I detest it
And something becomes cheap until it is detested

26. Except praise of the beauty of Muhammad's religion
And who can adequately describe his glory?

27. And the tongue of his nation that obeyed his word
The times listened and gave ear

28. The banner of guidance - if it diverged from the knowledge of guidance
It would scatter its pearls plainly and concisely

29. So when its steeds of speech raced
You would see the sword of God unsheathed from it

30. And if witnessed positions were afforded
In the victory of God's religion, against an aggressor

31. A caller called out from its high heavens:
"Is there a young man, other than the son of a hero,

32. "A master - if he wishes, he can help the young man
"And protect him from the bite of fate?"

33. No one meets him but says:
"O son of the hero - may God honor you - what a young man!

34. "He gives knowledge and ascension together
"Has a glorious one in time come as he has come?

35. "Firm in determination, generous, beautiful-faced
"His prowess has whitened in it what fate blackened

36. "With miracles in his humanity, so whenever
"He appears, he revives dead hopes

37. "And when his hands are outstretched in generosity
"I will help you," even if they were cut off

38. "The chest of Shariah and all its Imams
"Have rallied around, pressing next to his shoulders

39. "If he speaks, he silences all the empty chatter
"And splits the tongue of the opponent, saying: 'Be silent!'

40. "And its chapters of discourse contend in the club
"Scattering their pearls, crumbling to pieces

41. "As if the constellation Pleiades in its sky
"Stretched out its hands to gather them"

42. O matchless one of the age, his reputation
On the day of pride has muted every chime

43. The caliphate has judged supremacy to be yours in the world
So see who established your supremacy

44. And the two witness states of your supremacy
Have submitted, and all who have joined them

45. So who can deny excellence you have attained
By which enemies and enviers were convinced?

46. As for the enemy - how he transgressed, but
The Lord of Heaven refused him, except to be subjugated

47. The enviers testified for you, attaining stations
Their livers excused from shattering

48. How envious of him! Relent, for you have long been
Seeking his ultimate goals, yet failed

49. O you I bid farewell before my farewell to him
A self and spirit in his earth that turned to dust

50. I swear by the one pilgrims circumambulated his house
Until morning and night he is visited

51. I will not abandon serving you, though pleased
One whose company is an honor counted to one who accompanied

52. Though your love left me no gap
On my side to one I would turn to

53. But the call of necessity has often
Prevented the youth's foot from staying fixed

54. And I wished - when praising you at dawn -
To complain to the days: Do not supplicate!

55. And when will my state change, O my anxiety,
To my state, O my joy, when returning?

56. If I could, I would keep silent from all people
Fasting, intending it, remaining overnight

57. Until I return, seeking you again, hoping,
In my account, I will not be prevented from returning

58. So permit me - may I be sacrificed for you - from Majid
The matter is yours, either refusing or affirming

59. Keep my place in your heart while I am absent
My keeping your place - we both affirm it

60. My full gratitude is to you, and all my lament
Is for the rotations of your fate that has tortured me

61. There will be one reciting the praise of your glory in ruin
My bones, even if they are in the grave, crumbling

62. If the earth sprouted something for praises
It would become, having buried me, your place of growth

63. So have a good fast, while you are in it, and before it
You have not ceased to turn penitently to God, humbly

64. And similarly, have it on its holiday, and for its return
In glory - while the doves sang and warbled