1. The arrows of glances that pierce the archers
And they are wounded in their sides

2. And how strange are arrows that did not leave
Their quivers though they have pierced the victims

3. I forbade you to fight them for I
Have shot my arrows in vain but myself

4. I made my vanguard my frivolous glances
So they led the warriors to the hidden places

5. Can the inviolable place be protected from the enemy
If the army is betrayed by the governors?

6. And the day I prepared the army of patience so that
I raid the abode of my passion with it

7. They shook spears at us from the battalions
So we left our hearts for them as prey

8. And separation made various eyes cry
While none cried but my tears

9. And I have a soul that when longing extends
The heart takes off from burning into pieces

10. And a tear that helps the oppressed unjustly
And reveals my hidden secrets

11. And appeals against the lovers unjustly
And where is the justice of judiciary from bloodshed?

12. It shows you the rose buds from its cheek
And the light of moles from the folds

13. Contemplate from it a mole under the temple
To know how many secrets are in the corners

14. And do not blame the infatuated in his love
For the excuse of lovers is one of the sins

15. I sought his forbidden union until
I inflicted tribulations upon myself

16. So it deprived my eyelids of sleep and longing
And tortured my mind with estrangement and groaning

17. And exhausted my body as my heart softened
And in the weakness of kings lies the misery of subjects

18. The life time friend is not faithful
So do not spend your money wastefully

19. Make use of my company, O friend, for I
Have taken off the prime of youth but the remainder

20. And counter those men who devoted themselves
You will find them in camel ticks and worn clothes

21. And do not take paths other than mine for I
Am the son of glory and the rising of the folds

22. Rise up so we take some pleasures
For death will overtake us soon

23. And help the group who raced to achieve it
And came back with the booty and captives

24. And present to the minister praise so he may grant you
The wide land from it and the utensils

25. And say to those heading to his abode
Are you not better than those who rode the horses?

26. With the support of the defender of Allah's religion the abodes
Of kingship became high buildings

27. It is the appearing new moon but
Its planets when Sajā appears

28. It is the king who rises and sets
The power of kingship is in his hands and opinions

29. The best of people if they take pride is descent
And most generous if they were tried by ordeals

30. He refused but to elevate to the heights
Though the selves neared the low world

31. And ratify every good opinion about him
While the sea of stinginess has been folded

32. A young man - if he spent generously to an individual -
Would think it is the lowest of gifts

33. And if he gifted the stars to those who asked him
He would see them as scraps of his gifts

34. And good mention in life is a plant
Whose fruits are attained by generous hands

35. I left my footsteps from afar to you
So they came withering residues

36. And they came to you swiftly with us
That they return heavily loaded

37. A rugged journey upon which arrows ride
That pierced distant targets

38. To defeat whatever manifests from your glory
With what your authority of innocence did

39. So the kingdoms became adorned
With your justice from your creatures

40. And the army of the generous - its mounts roared -
Due to what corruption did with it

41. And you did not see in Allah's country a market
Like the Bridge market - so filled

42. Nor the flowing of the water wheel in it
My eyes saw and my hands scooped

43. So those songs became empty in it
And those buildings were undermined

44. So prepare for the interests a determination from you
That attains accessories of good reputation's beauty

45. Having advantages over its predecessors
That is like a universe rotating and in it meteors

46. Ricocheting from its sides issues
And a crying woman yearning for other than passion

47. Wailing in the early dawn and evening
And her crying was laughter for some people

48. But when she softened the land cried
And it is not strange when the marvels are erased

49. With your generous hands marks of misery
And if I controlled the reins of my matter

50. And time let me go my way
I would have travelled upon my sight toward you

51. Without suffering the travel or getting tired
I prolonged my stay at your high door

52. Accompanying these agreeable manners
But I still feel as if my lifetime

53. Does evil to me without cease
And what is this time while you are in it

54. To take people to account for sins?
And which country did my feet reside

55. Where I did not praise your munificence?
And poetry is no honour to me but

56. With it I pay tribute to the generous
And attain through it the elders' affection

57. That cuts apart for the envious
And were not for thanking the like of you in verse

58. My hands would not have undertaken it
So the days did not cease to be proud of you

59. And the envious did not attain their ultimate end of you
So persist in the most blissful life for people so you remain

60. Over the passage of years with glory
And celebrate one thousand years in happiness

61. And live in blessings for years
Take them and - however diverse the presents are -

62. It is the precious of what I possessed as gifts
If Judge Kamal al-Mulk one day

63. Rose above the meanings of its rhymes
Who did I compose the eulogy for and who narrated it?

64. I testified that it indeed ascended high
Composed of precious pearls

65. And signed in most eminent words
She attained acceptance from you so she flourished

66. And not all wishes are attainable