1. O rooster, wake the sleepers of the lute
And O feverish nights, return to me

2. And O boughs of acacia, incline to the boughs
With the moons, or sway with me

3. And O my blamer, stop repeating
Your lessons in blaming me and refuting me

4. I'm fasting from flirting, repeatedly
Trying to leave my repetitions

5. Have the gazelles coquetted with us
Or are they glimpses of fluttering moths

6. White and brown protected by fever
By the white and the brown nightmares

7. Wake up my rooster with your hands
Break the verse of sleep with soothing

8. Come on my rooster, for the promise of fulfilling the promises has crowed
Connect the dawn with an eclipse, for there is no life like the lost one

9. Satisfy the nostrils of our jugs
With the blood of grape bunches

10. And draw from our elephant's trunk
Its date wine in the sea of cups

11. Rub the wind's breeze on my chest
The ears of sorrows of affliction

12. And ride the one whose gray is content
It surpassed liberating the zealous horses

13. Worry is night and it is morning
No night without morning ever lasts

14. Did our cupbearer come to us
With a glowing or dim candle?

15. None fills the cup except the generous one
Who unites and divides with wisdom

16. And you, my singer, sing, for nothing makes my life pleasant but your singing
Delay the old virgin between the melodies and David

17. Radiant as the sun, loving as the creation of
The full moon of the faith, loved

18. He managed people's affairs with wisdom and courage, decisively and rightly
So the flood of injustice subsided, and the ship of generosity sailed on generosity

19. His good work in his time
Was shaped like a necklace on a neck

20. So glory has a heart ailing with sorrows
Seeking relief, loaded with worries

21. O God, grant him full health
For the wellness of generosity cured him

22. Protect the white nights from the light of
The full moon from his enemies, the blacks

23. If one could be ransomed from harm or evil
He would be given eternal life in this world

24. Evidence of his merit stood
His praise is not imitation

25. Glory did not lack his supremacy, for the like of him
Never existed or will exist

26. A sea of bounty, a sword of firmness, a hero
Who slaughtered transgression, supported the victorious

27. With his opening of the enemy's mouth, he left
No mouth for peace other than the blocked one

28. How many constrained did he set free, and how many grasping hands did he restrain with releasing and binding
And how many generous acts of his, if counted

29. Would exceed all that is counted
To his bounty and his praise

30. We fling the tents of glories
The prey of hunting birds panic before him

31. In fear, like rumbling thunderbolts
His dignity and feast came together

32. So we have two feasts in one feast
He remains in luck's shadow, noble

33. As long as the days extend