1. He was ice but his skin betrayed him
And he returned with determination like his pillar

2. And longing released the shackles of his sadness
While he is the heart's prisoner, persecuted

3. Are those tears of that gazelle overflowing
On the cheeks, or is it his necklace coming undone?

4. He stood to bid farewell like the supple branch
Bending his stature, its greenery swaying

5. And the loving soul is tender in his youth
Bearing passionate yearning, though it pains his liver

6. How many lights are there in those chambers
That shed the tears they find?

7. And borrowed radiance from a head
That his glances did not sketch, nor hands shape

8. The pouring rain hopes not for the coolness of its hardship
Its coldness never stinted its downpour

9. Tomorrow the son of Fahd, and glory is his mark
Generosity and glory are what he loves and wants

10. A boy, a boy of generosity, mature in patience
Sharp of mind, his heart kindled

11. Extravagant in generosity when the rain is measured
A gentle rain, measured in its actions

12. How many dawns has his resolve brought forth
And deeds which are tokens of his hand

13. Virtues that the envious fold into their bosoms
Out of hatred, or that hatred kills them

14. He surpassed kings when he surpassed
And went beyond the extent of their days

15. How can a king hope to reach him
When his country falls short of the breadth of his chest?

16. A garden, as if spring had adorned it
With wondrous blossoms, vibrant and green

17. And a meadow whose stream refreshed it
Banishing darkness, steadily dispelling it

18. A blade that no coat of mail tasted
Without its links scattering from its sharpness

19. When he dons the garb of battle he becomes
Drenched in the blood of his foes, body by body

20. Supporting a spear that his hand can barely lift
At times, and at times gripped tight in his grasp

21. Death is destined for whoever challenges him
And triumph for whoever comes after him

22. His work is manifest, brilliant
Can the eloquence of my poems conceal it?

23. Praise stopped us - how excellent
Were its meanings, and how far its love reached!

24. And whenever his wonders create anew
His glories come to him, made fresh