1. I was led to sadness until I wept
By the fingers of the chosen one, the fingers of the Prophet

2. Ali the son of Musa, comforter of the destitute
My master, the Sayyid, the Musawi

3. Who made the earth fertile, the fresh growth of purpose
Spacious earth, sweet water of the stream

4. He suckled with dew a valley, his two cheeks
So he was weaned on the slopes of Karī

5. He was raised to greatness by his ancestor
Ali, so he flew with the greatness of Ali

6. And the secretive one's wood does not ignite
If he is not the son of the secretive one

7. O Abul Qasim, o distributor of generosity
When the rain clouds of sorrow faded

8. I came to you with the other visitors
As good news came to replace the announcement of death

9. And a name and nickname visited you from me
So heed the rights of the named and nicknamed

10. This poem is a first attempt to reach you
With its necklace the pebbles of jewelry

11. I made your love its treasure
So it came to you like a gift

12. I have bewitched with it the tongues of night companions
And did not leave magic to the Samaritan

13. And when its flags were unfurled
The people folded the brocade of al-Buhturi

14. It remains under the protection of pigeons, the best of birds
It goes astray with it like the foolish, ignorant one

15. To the like of it my seller despaired and left
And avoiding the dirty bed was good for my side

16. And I was intoxicated by drinking the cup of intimacy
To the musical accompaniment of its energetic Jinn