1. Will the nights of mourning return for us,
And sorrow become the preoccupation of man?

2. A trace remains of the glory of those who have passed,
Their blood still stains the earth.

3. They were killed yet they were not killed,
For us they lit a fire and left wisdom.

4. Tell those who await their promises:
We have successors for them and determination.

5. How many guarantors do I have
When those I leaned on have forsaken me?

6. O reproacher, enough blame
My hearing grows heavy with it.

7. If you order me to be patient,
Tell my heart how to find solace,

8. My heart is captive to passion,
Unless your heart is free of it.

9. Indeed I know that passion
Is sickness and humiliation.

10. A camel wondered at my departure
And the camel herd grew grey.

11. It saw a whiteness on the hillside
That it had not seen there before.

12. Like an illusion raised on the slopes
To mislead those who go astray.

13. What departed one does not bid farewell
At this whiteness, and is not dissolved?

14. Do not deny it, my friend,
For it is a madness to the ignorant.

15. And a bridegroom I awakened
While night wrapped the horizons like kohl.

16. On a stormy night,
With candles flickering in the distance.

17. Fate cast him aside, then he stood up
As if he were a guide for the caravan.

18. O maker of mornings and evenings,
Destiny carries us like a mantle.

19. In every east he intended for us
A purpose or destination.

20. This is Abu Al-Khattab, noblest of men,
Release the fetters and resolve disputes through him,

21. For after today there is no solution.
Repel your camel from him,

22. For there lie riches and family.
O refuge of the anguished,

23. Hearts find safety in fearing or stumbling.
And fortress of the dejected,

24. When they are weakened and defeated.
To the people your rule

25. Is forbidding on the cushions.
A deceiver who promises men

26. While behind them lies torn garments.
Fear and greed are with him,

27. As if he were the sun and shadow.
But many a cunning plot,

28. Deafens the hearing of time.
With blurred signs on its roads,

29. Embarrassment and slipperiness.
You were born in its glory, when

30. Men were called to it, but few came.
And indeed hardships were assured

31. That your absence cannot be restored.
The fortress of your security

32. Cannot be breached or shaken.
I swore by the Sacred House,

33. Visited by pilgrims near and far.
And by Zamzam and Safa and Marwa,

34. Where people draw water and perform Sa'ee.
And by Mina, landing place of pebbles

35. Cast there, soaked crimson.
Your noble qualities possessed

36. Cannot be matched or paralleled.
Generosity and justice abound,

37. Who has such generosity and justice?
And care for the needy,

38. No blame can touch you.
How many gifts and favors upon me,

39. Acts of goodwill and grace!
And famous talents,

40. Paths to thanking me and reaching me.
I cannot forget our days together,

41. Though the days have been hard.
And times you stood by me

42. While the envious were against me.
You sufficed me when questions were thrown,

43. What anger does not dissolve?
If we do not appreciate your gratitude,

44. Then the unlawful becomes permitted.
Much we have done by your side,

45. Independently from your rights.
Listen, for Nowruz brings tidings

46. That your ancestors triumphed therein.
And enduring glory that does not fade or expire,

47. Nor decline or tire.
Submit, for after you have healed

48. We do not care who rises high.
If you remain forbidden to us,

49. Then all we dread becomes permitted.