1. Leave me be, from the elegant wise chatter,
From its charm as the wind blew upon the cups.

2. Pleasure from the fatigue of sailing, sleepy eyelids,
Languid, even if not sleepy.

3. I have no more pleasure, no more joy
With fluttering limbs I found dreary.

4. This is no place for an impotent old man
To whom it is gestured, walk slowly, walk slowly.

5. And to you from me is the wine and its drinking
Turning on the eloquent silent string.

6. It came to us from Sidon’s Peter
Sweet wine, a captive from George’s land.

7. Alas, he who has worries in his heart for his family refuses drink,
Whispering, concerned for his dependents.

8. I have children like chicks without a mother
If I neglect them they have no comforter.

9. God is for me and for them, the existence of the noblest king
From whose generosity I do not despair.

10. My only pleasure is praising the noblest,
Words pouring, generous, Moses the valiant.

11. From him meanings and glories and meter
That he was clothed in the ages in the noblest dress.

12. So it is as though he struts about in silk brocade,
Abaqari or fine garments of silk.

13. And as though his army resembles
A river flowing through a garden of narcissus.

14. And as though he is a moon that illuminated with Sa’d
Its light defeating the dimness of misfortune.

15. A king whose swords on the day of battle
Cut between corpses, heads and necks.

16. How many heads of mighty warriors his sword detached
With their armor, helmets and coats of mail.

17. Formerly it was worthless but it left it refined gold,
So the sword is a purifier in the hand of a craftsman.

18. His gifts were universal and specialized among the people
And excelled over enemies at Ohod.

19. He attacks with decisive, separating blows
And stabbing strikes, shooting arrows.

20. Battle is night amidst day, resembling
Blue spears amidst the blackness of shields.

21. A king, when kings gather in council
On the day of pride, he adorns the head of the council.

22. The crowns of all the kings together
Wish they could kiss his royal turban.

23. And it is as though in the army he is a lion coursing
Amidst the dense forest of spears.

24. We feared for him from the eyes so he repelled them
Away from his glory, the Minister Bah nasī.

25. He is the son of one who rivaled Ḥātim aṭ-Ṭāʾī
In generosity, and he was at meals like Baihas.

26. Is it of manliness that the wealthy man
Would oppress the poor man with dependents?

27. My request came at dawn and was still there at sunset
Both held back, not released, in his palace.

28. So kindness soured for me and bent over
Like roses, its breeze aged with musk.

29. Until when smelled by one who sniffs
Sneezing almost ruptured the sneezer’s backbone.

30. Oh what a deceitful world! It is oath-sworn
As a sister to the honest, then a slovenly cheat.

31. And to the most noble king, son of the just,
Undefeated, Mansur, problems brought to the catamite,

32. He is the thick-lipped disk of deliverance, a wrap
That folds the cheekbones in the plush,

33. I kindled a fire for Moses, crouching by it
And that fire has not been lit before like it.

34. How many white hands, no evil in them
Laughed at Moses though he was not frowning.

35. A shining full moon, and his gifts are
At the peak of eternal, lofty glory.

36. Questioner joking the day its arrogance swaggered
With conceit and haughtiness.

37. A king who shot its towers with his soldiers
And it bowed upon the hilltops like an old ruin.

38. They split apart and rebelled so Moses came to them
And destroyed each rebellious Pharaoh.

39. They went astray! Alas how they stumbled
And their feet slipped into the heads.

40. So the mixed-up one earthquake its gates
Until Mardeen to the islands of Cyprus.

41. It is said his sword shredded their brains
In a fortress of his might, unguarded.

42. Until the foundation of solid kingdom was settled
With clear victory and triumph, founded.

43. So the sons of Abu Bakr are kings of Shaam and the world
Entirely and Bayt Al-Maqdis.

44. They are the kings, none are kings but them,
Their lineage pure, from good stock.

45. A king, when his sons pride themselves on him
Among the kings, while all remain silent.

46. Their kingdom remains theirs, for as long as
The spheres revolve in the compassing sphere.