1. You have triumphed over the enemy who sought to demean you,
And brought joy to the hearts of your loyalists.

2. You came with honor, proudly walking
In the shade of fluttering banners.

3. You returned on horseback, victorious,
Your horses galloping like the black lions.

4. When you arrived in the spring,
The dew shook every branch in joy.

5. You are the spring rain for those hoping for your generosity,
Your hand overflowing with gifts and clothes.

6. And the most generous of the generous,
Your hand never withholding from those hoping for your rain.

7. Creation has matched your generosity with the valor of Ibn Mirdas -
Forgetting the magnitude of past hatreds,

8. And the smallest rights of people you hold against each other.
Forbearance has spread, and above it ambitions

9. Towering like the branches of a towering tree.
You yearn for glory and seek its full extent

10. While the despicable yearn for wine and cups.
When the valleys of misfortune darken,

11. Their paths obscured like a night of complete darkness,
You cast your opinion not missing its marks,

12. As warriors strike their opponents in a series of fives and sixes.
An opinion - if consulted on rule - you implement it

13. As if it were a shining lamp in the darkness.
And a predicament - its stance fills the ears -

14. The claim of horsemen or the neighing of steeds.
The white swords in the sheaths are gleaming

15. Like the well-crafted and sincere arrows.
The army rustled under armor as if

16. You clothed manuscript pages with beautiful calligraphy.
You relieved their frustration as the sullen horses

17. Repelled with the rattle of armor, snarling.
Until you left the enemies scattered in their death places,

18. Now hostages of leaders and spearmen.
It became a tragedy for the women of the defectors,

19. Now, for the hyenas, days of weddings.
If the House of the Prophet called for them,

20. They would be supported against the enemy as in the Day of Ottas.
O Majid - the guidance was lost with you,

21. So the lofty embellishments of the high path stumbled.
The sun of the horizon prepared its pride

22. As if a beacon was lit from another beacon.
He socializes with people in the courtyard of his family

23. With a shyness most gracious to peers.
And he wrongs money to provide for the needy,

24. Wronging it with the injustice of wearing a jewel-studded crown.
A heart, despite its compassion, is harsh to its money

25. And gentle on the day of generosity to its generous acts.
You have slept in glory until they crowned you with it,

26. A people who are no tricksters or imposters.
They have ruled kingdoms until their pride calmed down.

27. No glory remains but what you have advised.
Whoever compares others to you on the day of pride

28. Has surely compared forms to essence.
After them, you have given the kingdom a station

29. Never inhabited before by others.
And the blessed kingdom - its good omen distinguishes you -

30. With a pride far from limit or measure.
When an envious one aspires to it,

31. The hopes of his aspirations halt out of smallness.
When the King of all people invited you

32. With his high crown, O best of people!
He wanted you and the enemies to be forcibly humbled

33. Like the lasting crown placed on the head.
The least of your elite force who attack the enemy with it

34. Are like their horses dormant in coat armor.
Moving to them stealthily, no ear detects them

35. Or guards listening for them.
An army inscribed by a pen

36. That throws the enemies' cheeks in the fire of its arrows.
Satisfying a ruler and emboldening a hater

37. With the honor of your glory, for it is the wounding sword.
I have warded off my bird from you happily

38. When I have warded off the useless from your companions.
So a people blamed me about you - is it strange?

39. That the Hudhayl tribe takes flight to the sky.
Indeed, my allegiance to you is eternally stamped

40. On my heart, and my praise of you is connected to my breath.
I have only purposefully visited you

41. After hopes were harvested for success.
If I were stripped of them, my hopes would not be harmed

42. For the abundant rain does not dry up.
I have planted my hopes in you to bear their fruits

43. So rain your expected gifts on my saplings.
Every living being - you have bestowed gifts upon him -

44. Does your opinion have a gift for the forgotten one?
You continue wearing robes trailing with a livelihood

45. Before the blossoming of roses and myrtle in the garden.