1. My glad tidings announced the state of the infallible one
With the life of the chaste and the aid of the oppressed

2. With the arrival of Ibrahim, our master Al-Reza
The delegations of good fortune arrived in the best arrival

3. The seasons greeted his greetings, and from him
The eyes attained the most charming and beautiful

4. The living all spoke of his nearness
So they found refreshment and bliss

5. The shade said it is as if we are in the meadows
Of Eden through him, and drinking from the breeze

6. And the earth shaking, though its tremors
Are only for the hearts of Rome within it

7. The Psalms testified to it and its wonders
With favor over the prose and the poetry

8. The streams of his generosity were sweet, if only
I attained them I would drink like the insane

9. I attempted to praise him, so I spent a night
That is no wretched night, nor wholesome night

10. The rhymes stick in my hand, so I appease them
With his majesty, yet they flee from composition

11. It's as if I'm confounded, or that in me
Is some feebleness, though not despicable

12. And I trusted in his forbearance, so I composed it
Hoping for your life that is no objectionable

13. Praise of the Emir, son of the Caliph, is a divine duty
Like glorification and exaltation

14. Tell the one who lauded lineage, putting it first
Praise of the Emir is more deserving to be first

15. So when you incline towards lineage, a slight
After prayers upon the household of the infallible

16. And when you reach the tents, convey from me
To the tents my greetings and farewells

17. I yearn for the living encampment which ruined
The tents of monasticism to build the tents of tents

18. And they went, and if the stars were watchful
They would shame the eyes of comets with winking

19. And if the eye of the sun were not an elevated eye
They would have raised the shadows of bats on pillars of sand

20. They clung to the spheres' dresses, remaining
Above the Pleiades, next to the celestial Aldebaran

21. The moon of beauty set among them, surrounded
By a halo enveloped in stars

22. I tried the tastes of souls, but I see nothing
Like the riding camels kneading in the innards of the sands

23. Chanting over the remains of their resting abodes
And its hissing instead of chanting

24. In every dark tent, the guide cannot be guided
By a known landmark

25. The pages of the desert were neglectfully empty
Until he drew its features and my cheek and tattoo

26. Tell the rider: have patience, you must
Protect the Caliph, so stay or get up

27. Travel in God's name in my hopes, for
His generosity has guaranteed requests

28. Travel to a king who is pleased with his riches
A right for the beseecher and the deprived

29. The leader of horses as if they are
Lords of the sand or stars of shooting stars

30. Among them the birds of prey roam at dawn
And they have the ferocity of an ardent zeal

31. Passion imbued their skin so they took on
The scent of musk dripping from every leather

32. From every rose that swam in a sea of blood
And emerged in red color, which is despised

33. Or blond which the sun of its forehead covered
With sunset glow, and its sides with the blowing of breeze

34. Or gray which drank wine until its hide
Lightened its rider with an old inscription

35. Or dappled which the pages of its skin recorded
So chaos brought its dotted book

36. Or sorrel which darkness cast its covers
From it over an eyelid flaming with stupidity

37. Or bay which the darkness distributed its mantles
From it over a flaming eyelid with ignorance

38. The Emir's horses, both are a remainder
From An-Nu'man and Al-Yahmum

39. Oh horses of our master, show me a condition
For you have mixed exertion with relaxation

40. Are you frolicking with the she-camels, pulling
While determination is intense for the brigade?

41. If you are the deer of meadows then frolic
Or if you are the eagles of the plains then soar

42. When it raided the borders with warriors
It rose like the rising of a slated new moon

43. The swords in the sheaths- if seen
Their marks are like the sealed imprint

44. The throngs of Romans said when you trampled them
Woe to our white doomed heads

45. Among them the swords of Mashrafiyya gleaming
Promising defeat for the companies with ruin

46. And the Za'abiya, every hanging sword
Is evil to block the gaping wounds

47. And the swaying banners, as if the hearts of enemies
Taught them swaying with teaching

48. And the fluttering, from the coats of mail as if they are
The presentation of wellbeing, returned for finalizing

49. And I see you in the brave army and its people
A heart protected by the mail coat and resolute

50. And if you singled out against the enemy
You would defeat them with the decisive verses

51. Indeed, the Imam saw you in your deeds
Like the moon shining on the night of conjuring

52. So he cast out the darkness of injustice with you, with justice
Kind to the servants, merciful

53. Awake, the veil of his assumptions like his certainty
Indeed, knowledge is the result of conjecture

54. The tyrants slept negligently unconcerned
With what is intended, while he slept not inattentive

55. Politics refused to worry for an hour
However it guards the kingdom with concern

56. And he is the wise one, adorned by the ignorance of chaos
Indeed, the forbearing one, there, is not forbearing

57. Give glad tidings to the orphans of the Muslims, of a father
From whom surrounds the affairs of every orphan

58. And the places of migration with downpours
Of his generosity, reviving the people, solemn

59. And let it warn the Roman tyrants with a storm
Like locusts from his might, barren

60. They thought he visited them cloaked
In the armor of the wrath of the two sharp edges

61. In the party of Monotheism, he precedes them with the Father
Of majesty's ornaments in the garb of honor

62. The glance turns away from him in awe
And is humbled, if not for forbearance, from speaking

63. So when we call upon him, the rhetoricians relate to us
Wonders of ululation

64. And when they see the course of justice by his order
They understand the certainty of decisiveness and the decisive

65. How can I prefer praising him? And if I were
The son of Safwan, the orator of Tamim

66. I would be incapable of describing the Emir, truly
My day is a servant for an understood purpose

67. I find praise of him equates an argument
And upon his family like performing Umrah

68. Indeed, the rhymes are too few for his worth
So the worth of every great one diminishes through them

69. If they are pearls, then they are of my stringing
Or if they are flowers, then they are of my gathering

70. And when they claim the lineage of the best tribe
Of Qahtan's descendants and the noblest encampment

71. Wandering she-camels feeding wishes
So sometimes they eat my bitter poison

72. Buried in Ankara with the lost
I extracted it from its poisoned garb

73. An Arabian in a non-Arab land
It escaped to my chest from foreignness

74. Whoever claims sorcery, I by the lawfulness
Of this sorcery, am truly its champion

75. And to my father Ishaq, our master Ar-Rida
Oh my soul's mother, glory to the worshipped

76. And take safety in his era for yourself
For the rule of injustice has passed over you

77. Who can convey from me the news that I
Take refuge in a pillar that is not demolished?

78. Wealth slipped from my hand, so how many enviers
Are delighted, and how many friends are worried?

79. So I sought his bounty to bestow wealth upon me
The same for my envier or intimate

80. And I hoped for his service to serve me the people
And I attain the name of the served servant