1. Let a phantom remain between my clothes and pillow
It repels my horsemen and steeds

2. I fear for you if you let them out
One day like the day of Al-Harith ibn 'Ubad

3. I still fear returning to love
Until my body was hidden from visitors

4. Do you allow the passionate his dear leadership
While you do not allow me my humble leadership?

5. The caller called for departure, so I left him
Calling for departure between my wings

6. And they penetrated the valley, so what did it harm them
That rain does not generously flow in the valley's interior?

7. Leave them and my heart does not want
To ever return, for my heart was the origin of my misery

8. If they knew my good state with them
They would not separate me from my heart

9. I have removed from time its cloak
Lack of money is the bane of generosity

10. O Sa'd, felicity of Bani Tamim, their Shaikh
Whose back cannot bear him in the club

11. The days have toyed with his bodily health
And passion has toyed with the sincerity of livers

12. So end your foolishness, for I have warned her
As the days do not warn of my return

13. I made the earth's seas like my fingers
And had it been fair, they would not have been my peers

14. It saw the stars in their orbits
And imagined them to be sparks of my fire-sticks

15. I am a slave, if He told the sun to set
It would set even after rising in the horizons

16. The independent in station from ministry
Its shining above the caliphate has waned

17. Do not think anyone praises his deed
And the Azd are, in the world, of glories

18. A people, if clouds poured on a land
Their palms poured on every country

19. If the days were told, "Bring a gallant!"
And the minister was called, it would not bring noble ones

20. The giver of manners is, in his gifts, not
Wealth and pension for the penniless

21. And the young man of favors and hands when
His reason became, to minds, hands

22. Do not trust his opinions and suspicions
For the unseen has supplies for it

23. And seek refuge in Allah from his pens
For the swords have some enviers

24. Minds do not habituate the sphere of his concern
Except as lightning habituates meadows

25. All kings are his slaves in his land
No pride in ancestors and forefathers

26. Is it not enough for you that he is your patron
Is there any increase for the newly born lad?

27. The rulers limited their madness fearing his madness
And they are obedient children to it

28. They sufficed with the trifle from their days
Until we thought them among the ascetics

29. Their roaring and his roaring
Is that which smashes canes and steeds

30. The bare-knuckled receiver, their rulers
A lion whose claws are the breasts of mountains

31. A people, if they stabbed the horsemen in battle
Their spears sank to the shoulders

32. He robbed the stars of their light as if
They were a people above the stars hunting

33. Tell me, then, where do you want to go when you have spanned the distance
And ascended until you became lying in wait?

34. The sword is your glance, the mountains are taxes
The spear is your fright, and the stars are your times

35. Your eyes have not glimpsed a crowned head
Except it slid down before the guide struck

36. Why do the sects prevent you from obeying
When the course of time gave it to you out of custom?

37. By you, ruin will greet their lands in the morning
In a flood that comes without appointment

38. The sun complains to you of the heat of its core
When it sighs from rancor

39. Until it is said, when its swords rise in the morning
They strike down the peak of its birds with provision

40. Are they the shoulders of birds whose necks creaked
Or are their shoulders on which necks flew from the bodies?

41. The storyteller has lied about courage and bounty
From Khandaf, Rabi'ah, and Iyad

42. If your eyes saw the family of Muhallab
And the horses with dripping necks hunting

43. Coming out of the din of the roaring as if
Their swords came out from the scabbards

44. And their striking the summits of the rulers, and in battle
A palace wherein the blood of jars was not shed

45. Or if you saw their side flowing
Expanding to narrow the visitors

46. And their faces illuminating generosity
Have sufficed the sun of morning with blackness

47. You would have seen, or swallowed your eyelids from seeing
The deeps of seas and the sides of dunes

48. And known that despite the animosity
They took all dew and every skin

49. O you we belittle when we say to him
King of kings and glorifier of glories

50. My will exceeds orbiting constellations
And I see his gifts exceeding my wishes

51. The buzzing of your sword, it is the division of battle
And death in a coat of ambush

52. I will embroider the age with praises of you
That strut between chanting and singing

53. Their beauty will leave hearing and hearts
Held by narrators in chains