1. Guidance manifests from his shining easts
As dawn emerged or an east appeared

2. And determination as if terror unsheathed its swords
And parted from their scabbards in it the separations

3. And generosity like the sea whose taste is sweet
Or clouds pouring forth their continuous downpour

4. And remembrance like the garden that the scent of north wind awoke
The morning breeze rested for the perfume the ardent

5. And the neighing of steeds in the expanse of victory they charge
To its like the eminent and pursuer are guided

6. And the whiteness of oryxes however much their striking stirred up
Clouds of darkness yet they in it are flashes

7. And the reddishness of the ostriches were it not for their tongues they would disappear
In the night of a dark land they in it are glimpses

8. So O rider of the nimble she-camel pursuing the journey by night
And he for the lawful livelihood is separative

9. And no bright east discouraged him a brilliant one
Like the sweetness of the twist what al-‘Udhayb and its lightning

10. And no fear discouraged him in which ardor is latent
Nor did any specter on the distance knocking deter him

11. But he seeks praise and sublimity
So guidance is granted to him the guide and the beautiful are aspired to

12. That he may revive the tossing heart whenever
From the meadow of hopes awakened ones revive it

13. In our master the Caliph Yusuf
So those are descriptions of him and traits

14. An imam having knowledge, patience, and attainer
By them the aspirant loses whenever the pursuer wins

15. His achievements and poetry falls short of composing it
The necklace of sublimity by it is harmonious

16. His generosity and the horizon withholds its rain
Which pours upon the prosperous from it successive

17. His resolves and the horses take the initiative for battle
The racers fall short of them

18. His brigades who then if they fight
Can equal and the possessions of the sky accompany

19. And his views and terror takes away the refusal
Striking the enemies from them piercing arrows

20. Zeal and ambition a downpour so in might and aid
Truths constantly and realities

21. And he dispatched them obedient to the conquests pioneers
Whenever the winds of the expanse competed blowing

22. And his eyelids captivated eyes generosity
So no heart except that it in beauty is enamored

23. The heroes aligned in its flanks
Rows as the arranger arranged the necklace

24. By them in the expanse of war radiant ones appear
Or in righteousness from them racers

25. Indeed the supporters engendered from him a successor
So in the end he attained and he in glory is foremost

26. To Allah the guide and he in Allah the victorious
From Allah the triumphant and in Allah trusting

27. If he sleeps to the cushions of comfort a lover
And if he stands to the tall reddish she-camels embracer

28. It is time O master of kings taking the initiative
For what you desire from it the lofty pursuer

29. Your position is praiseworthy and your effort successful
And your gift bestowed and your promise honest

30. And your view agreeing to the beautiful work
And your resolve accompanying the mighty victory

31. And your kingdom to the pure religion and its people
It deprives about their homelands and makes peace

32. Your palm unsheathes in battle the sword of Allah
As lighting appeared during the clouds flash

33. And for pecking gray clouds above a garden of ostriches
And the red oryxes on its sides anemones

34. And this guardian of disbelief failed in his endeavor
And lost while the flags of jihad in harmony

35. And he tied the knot of peace which satisfies the enemies
So covenants were solved by it and pacts

36. Wretched tomorrow spreading his palm for evil
To seize the gift of sustenance while Allah provides

37. The prayers of dew are not hoped from him for he has
Traditions of deviating from the purpose of success

38. And when he dangled in the abysses of his conceit
And a deceptive darkness from betrayal misguided him

39. You asked for the two lands so they obeyed
While previously they did not accept suitors knocking

40. And the fortunate today returned while sovereign
So the terrified gained security and the strained relief

41. He descends from the White Palace a dwelling
And no obstacle to the intended hope

42. And the lofty flags of victory rise there
And the aspects of conquest in it the beautiful appear

43. So they inspire the souls while they are ascents
And raise the summit of glory while they are thunderbolts

44. And the wicked fool did not prostrate but
The light of guidance appeared so it is a thunderbolt

45. And for it an intention of aid
Directions in it to the sublime and methods

46. To the mountain of conquest you took the initiative with resolve
Which disappoints enviers there and hypocrites

47. You marched the sanctuary of the furthest land obstinately
With what neither Moses nor Tariq attained in conquest

48. And your sword wrath wherever your might hidden
And your heart firm wherever your pulse beating

49. It resisted and defied as the love concealed
Despite the pouring to the beauties the ardent

50. And it is only in your hands its bridle
As the escaper returns after separation

51. The beautiful doe hunted to unite with it
So that it meets with consent and agrees

52. For granting after refusal a sweeter occasion
Is afforded the meaning of nearness by one who does not separate

53. And the feast came to you so you fulfilled its right
With what suits the world and the religion appropriately

54. For that the horizons praise you with what you deserve
The wests from their horizons and easts

55. So you congratulated it on a day most fragrant and a
Noble season the beautiful deed accompanies it

56. My master I have not fulfilled even if I was first
In description my intention I by it am speaking

57. And if I had wings of darkness extended for me
And from the light of dawn ones taking off

58. I would have made them from the crop of my thoughts away
The elderly fall short of them in the inner chambers

59. For were it not for you the markings of my thoughts would not have spread
And my gardens for prosody would not have flourished

60. And none of my poetry whenever I intended praise
Would have revived for you a garden of beautiful charm

61. So it lasted what the pilgrims marched to Mina
And what appeared in the wings of the shadows a lightning