1. Behold, when he saw a beautiful lightning
He walked and came to the valley briskly

2. Like a young man who tastes bitterness
So his eyelid met an ailing eyelid

3. When the red one was aroused, wandering
You'd think the night was a wounded Abyssinian

4. I say to my friend when he is lovesick
With lightning that no ebbing diminishes

5. And the south winds stirred him to meet a loved one
They stayed and pitched a shaken tent

6. Foolish is the passion of the Najdi when
He sniffed the winds from the direction of Syria

7. And the glance of your eye towards Najd is misguidance
When it glimpsed lightning waving

8. And the diseases of trysts have taught me
That behind them is definite sickness

9. When do we wake and we've been tempted by enemies
Stay until the sun says, "Go!"

10. To a land where the dove sings
In it and he who laments can wail

11. Christ's worshippers, my companions fear
While we are the servants of Christ's Creator

12. I saw you alone and you were determined
And the like of you who sees right, proper insight

13. So you did not prefer a mare over a foal
Nor did you choose a barren over a fertile land

14. You rode the night against the enemy's deceit
And you made the dawn for it a first light

15. And the greatest event is a generous horse
Whose owner is a miserly man

16. It shows you a sky above a land
Whose poles are counted tablets

17. A horse of noble lineage you see it
Resting on the repeated lap

18. As if its neighing from an excess of saliva
Its body refused so it became smeared

19. As if the galloping produced pure sweat from it
So its milk overflowed fresh milk

20. And the lords of steeds, the sons of Ali
Saddling them, the mail and armor

21. And the best horses are those they rode, avoiding
The crow, ostrich, and unruly

22. And the protector of both worlds, the glory
Of the sons of Isaac - if glory is allowed

23. And the knowledge of Ibn Ahmad has secured me
So I fear neither the purse nor the piercing

24. When the steeds of glory race one day
They race blithely and race freely

25. And if a defeated king wrote his name
On his banners by the conquests

26. So O son of Muhammad, and glory is sustenance
With your worth, you have been given without asking

27. And neither missed Al-Husayn nor Ali
A guardian of guidance who saw you as loyal

28. To you, son of the Messenger, we hurried in yearning
And were not hurried by a swift riding beast

29. We were determined with an armored coat
So we spent the night above its high haunts

30. Complaining while we stayed in the lowlands
Three storage pits holding barley

31. Darkness in which forms become similar
So their essence is unknown until they scream

32. The year passed, no companion visited
Their abode, nor did you hear lamenting

33. Nor did it disturb any pasture in spring
Nor did it flow to any thirst, overflowing

34. So I swear, the birds of the air are not priests
Nor are ostriches of the wilderness, monks

35. And without meeting you, the plateaus are desolate
Eluding the eyes, and the deserts are empty

36. So they all came to you in spirit together
And we were pleased with it, body and soul

37. Creation laments your favor to gain
That, while you hate to lament

38. And musk has no right that it smelled pleasant
But our right is that it smells

39. And it reached Adh-Dhuraah and its inhabitants
Your qualities, and visited who resides in the tomb

40. The valley's abyss surges to you in yearning
And shows itself until it flows

41. And if mares of horses passed your stallions
And they deemed their non-Arabic lineage clear

42. And if your saddles were raised in darkness
Upon camels, they would illuminate for them

43. And if an Uzbek horse heard your words
The neighing of its mispronunciation would be articulated

44. And you have honored me and raised my name
With it and granted me the most profitable fortune

45. Yes, even if knowledge of the unseen were with me
I would say you have given me a generous lifetime

46. That its response be in rhyme is a sin
But you have always been forgiving

47. That is because your poetry surpassed my poetry
So I did not get the attribution or the praise

48. And whoever cannot attain the flags of acceptance
Descends to some of its slopes

49. You split the sea with manners and understanding
And your thoughts drowned the ambitious thought

50. You toyed with our sorcery - and poetry is sorcery -
So we repent from it, sincere repentance

51. So if reincarnation were true, you would be Moses
And your father would be Isaac the sacrifice

52. And Joshua returns inspired one day
While you, when you traveled, re-inspired

53. So your lover attained the two abodes in victory
And your enemy tasted peaceful death

54. And whoever does not come to your abode benefiting
Comes to it in your chastity repenting

55. So be in the kingdom, O best of creations
Solomon, and be in age, Noah