1. Congratulations, here are the hopes that have been fulfilled by their success,
Its glad tidings shone with the rays of its dawn,

2. Otherwise why has the galaxy become illuminated,
The flowers of flowers bloom in the meadow of its wing,

3. And why have the birds of Yemen cooed at dawn,
And the melodies echoed beautifully over the treetops,

4. And why has the gentle breeze been ignited as if
It is hovering over the tents and their peaks,

5. That is only because a brilliant light has shone,
Its features make the full moons shy with its glance,

6. It has stirred the regions when it came to them,
For the purpose of beautifying its people and securing their pasture,

7. So the light of guidance did not disappear when it appeared,
And the fire of battles did not die down after its kindling,

8. It is as if it raises the landmarks of dew,
Its generosity states the elevation of its pavilion,

9. It is as if its palm is a cloud,
That gives generously when time is stingy with its gifts,

10. It is as if its palm satisfies the enemies,
And the gallant's sword has clasped its forgiveness,

11. It is as if it terrifies the Romans with its might,
And the fire of turmoil casts its flaming sparks,

12. And it has settled graciously in your citadels,
The good deed guarantees their opening,

13. The steeds circle around it as if they have become
A flock of ostriches brought together for its pasture,

14. So its ranks were not adorned with horses,
Rather it is beautiful but pale due to its donation,

15. And how much clemency you have that allows their blood,
To water the surface of the earth from its pouring,

16. It is as if the Indian swords are rivers of kindness,
Prepared for the souls of the enemies for its swimming,

17. The fires of wars did not ignite, but rather
Its streams bubbled from the agitation of its joy,

18. When the battlefield blushed over its soil,
It depicted the cheek of the innocent virgin beneath its drizzle,

19. So it does not desire but the dew of Yusuf's palm,
The Imam of the most generous kings and his clemency,

20. By it there is a Nasiri comfort,
The angels have become accustomed to its forgiveness,

21. My Lord, O you whose palm God has granted
The highest proofs of guidance and its most correct,

22. The melodies of my thoughts spread praises,
The horizons are fragrant from the scent of its breath,

23. So these rhymes of poetry, I have ripened their roses,
And whoever desires them, they have been stingy to him with their dripping,

24. They have seen with the meanings of the kingdom when they roamed through it,
Meanings that the eloquent cannot describe,

25. So it crafted from the eloquent prose a necklace,
And the Lord of the people listens closely to its praise,

26. And the necklaces have learned that they
Are necklaces whose beauty is the beauty of its opening,

27. So you were given the glad tidings of all
That the days hope for from the success of its kindling,