1. Honor me with the shade of your imagination, whenever a visitor comes
He comes only as a harbinger of good news

2. He reached the shrine from afar, and perhaps
Quenched the thirst with one absent yet present

3. The star turns its bridle towards sunset
Until I see it twinkling to the weary-eyed viewer

4. As if the light in the darkness’ wake
Reveals the proof of a Muslim to the unbeliever

5. Think not that I forgot your love
No! Woe to the lover who departs

6. Embers of that passion fill my chest
And the beauty of that face fills my eyes

7. Remember the day love brought us together
When the reminiscent recalls, I yearn

8. Days when we revel in bliss and bask
In the wine’s fire from the squeezer’s press

9. I recalled living as if
Its charms appeared in a blossoming meadow

10. The queen of joys in her cups
Adorned her crowns with gems

11. She dyed her smooth cheeks with the elixir of life
As if she mastered Jabir's craft

12. The purest dignity graced her
My boon companions and fellow drinkers

13. Boldly lusting for pleasure
More beloved to me than the boastful

14. The pleasures of youth have gone and the times of your company
Perished in days gone by

15. When a man loses his youth, what excuse has he
To frolic after graying with age?

16. I say to one greedily seeking its return
How can you catch the escaping gazelle?

17. By God, I cannot quench the burning thirst
On the day of reckoning with a gazing brow

18. The caravan travels with every flirt
Who builds a nest in the lair of a lurking lion

19. Have you seen what farewell did to my eyelids?
Nothing but my tears could soothe them

20. Tears of sadness flowed like pearls scattered
Bidding farewell to the beauties one eve

21. Only to return after them bankrupt
That day of farewell was no mere rest stop

22. Where the lovesick paused, confused
A tear chases the last, and separation

23. Accompanies the first in the end
Who can support me in my torment of passion?

24. Alas, passion has no aiders
Blame me not, for love has a case

25. That has silenced my ears and sights
O Saad! When I recalled my eastern fever

26. Did my heart flutter like a bird in flight?
I confessed to you a secret I hid

27. So you knew my essence from my semblance
After that, even imagination deserted me

28. Where is imagination for the sleepless gloomy one?
O people of this neighborhood! How can I endure

29. Being away from you - who calms my restless heart?
I was elated at your memory, as if I was

30. Baghdad upon Abdul Qadir's arrival
He came from Damascus to Iraq with a rising

31. Whose lightning we sensed refreshing the rain
Iraq and its people became jubilant at his rising

32. And the meadow blossomed from the pouring clouds
Before that came tidings never witnessed before

33. No herald ever brought such great news
He came and illuminated every dark crevice

34. Reviving every faded glory
Joy covered the town’s nobility

35. Who rejoiced at his shining radiant face
I greeted the eminent newcomer

36. Among the generous and great
You shook Damascus’ authority over me

37. A mother who bore the barren era
You sharpened your resolve to come here boldly

38. With a will like a piercing sword
You rose like the shining moon

39. Beaming with brilliant beauty
You chose the noblest dwelling in Baghdad

40. Among the best of men and the virtuous elite
Settle into its vast dignity and spaciousness

41. In this vast abode and prosperous home
Its foundations are built properly

42. With towering pillars and pride
If you grow tired, after this is rest

43. Or if they speak, it brings no harm
You will attain wishes beyond imagining

44. That never occurred to the mind
May your Lord spare you evil enemies

45. Who rode arrogance and vainly persisted
You were greeted on earth as an eminent newcomer

46. And I delighted between nobles and dignitaries
With you I boast among the people

47. As they say 'By God, their praiser is a poet!'
If I came with every poem a maiden

48. Of poem-gems, an early dawn
Adorned it as if it were a necklace

49. I decorated with praising you and bracelets
If reciters vied over it, I'd deem it

50. Spirits of the gentle breeze's breath
I cannot fully thank your kindness

51. But prolong it with imperfect range
You have provided me pure springs among the people

52. Until I saw my sources flow from the stranger
Those hands of yours whose beautiful praise

53. And thanking by the grateful will never deplete
O beautiful people! Through you I was distinguished

54. Above my peers
I boast in you, and it is said to me

55. "By God, their glorifying poet is a poet!"
If only I came with every poem

56. An unsullied pearl from the poem-gems’ womb
And polished it until it shined

57. Adorned with your praise like bracelets
If reciters recited it by heart

58. I'd deem it the fragrant breeze's soul