1. O you whose excuses I am excused with,
With which love rose up as an excuse for me,

2. Your face is like faith, whiter than
The brightness of a branch, like the darkness of disbelief,

3. Your stature is a spear, and your glances are
Swords, sharp on the day of battle, raging,

4. And your mouth is a mouth, it is protected with
White smiles and rosy cheeks,

5. And saliva is the taste of life, its flavor,
I have not tasted it, but I know,

6. How much beauty of stature I have for me in this,
And how much poetry I have for me in poetry,

7. And how much praise I have for me, it flowed in the glorious king
Bahram Shah the glorious,

8. A generous king, without him there would not be in
Our time one who kindles poetry,

9. He has not led an army or conquered a land
Except victoriously supported and triumphant,

10. And he has not ceased to be a refuge
For the weak, his face giving good news,

11. For war, he is the pouncing lion, when
He growled among the large army, raging,

12. And for dew, he is a pouring cloud
With dangling udder, pouring rain,

13. To him the weak flock, traveling
With good expectations, on land and sea,

14. Then they shy away from him, and the saddlebags and
Mouths are filled with praise and thanks,

15. They aimed for Baalbek when they saw
There the Lord of the throne and palace,

16. Crowned with glory, the best of God's
Creation, in knowledge of prose and verse,

17. He excelled all the kings of time,
And they crept behind him in his tracks,

18. They did not stir his dust, and he contained
The heights of gaining praise and reward,

19. If there were the likes of him and support
That would not make us doubt poverty,

20. Nor would caravans complain of their weariness
Crossing the wilderness and wasteland,

21. So whoever came to him with poetry is like one
In Hijr who met the date giver,

22. For the feast we seek what befits you
So bestow, orphan of time,

23. The time is hard and Baalbek is, as
You know, in winter and cold,

24. So be King Solomon, O son of Farak
Shah, and Noah in the primes of life,

25. For you are the foremost of all kings
For kingship among them, prohibition, and command,