1. My love has an ancient tale
And my torment with yearning is painful

2. I wonder at beauty that loves the stingy
And is content with its unjust rule

3. Where are our days residing calmly
They have passed as if a delusion

4. How much with that singer I sang
Rich with passion, poor with joy

5. Those who hid their love thought him
Of perfect fidelity though he is blameless

6. Blessed in time when earth laughs
As clouds weep

7. What embroidered garment for the threads of separation
With which adornment and completion are made

8. And the repentant build a sky of wine
In it stars appeared for the confused

9. Where my heart is captured by lovers all
And the necklace of joy is strung with pearls

10. And the faces of delights dawn with good news
And over life -- freshness and bliss

11. The doe of Salma, neither affection she shows
Nor a pact of faith she keeps

12. Of his words, him, and his cheeks
Transmission, song, and companion I have

13. And my wounds -- their remedy is his rosy cheek
And with roses, wounds are healed

14. So he is malady, health, life
And death, paradise, and hell

15. Slyly she left, as rain leaves
So my ardent heart to her inclines

16. The homes, truly homes, but where
Is that pause and submission?

17. The pleasure of youth is gone
And the prime of youth -- it is generous

18. Its hours swiftly went
So my time after night is brutal

19. But separation is the strike of its nobility
And its discourse, uprightness itself

20. Where my heart by passion's grip is imprisoned
And my patience from seeing is defeated

21. And my tears in them, ignorance, until
The ribs' victory, but I am forbearing

22. The mockers pity my excessive illness
How can the coarse souls remain after the souls?

23. By God, were it not for seeing Imād al-Dīn
How mean is the contemptible time

24. The noble Imām, the master worthy of help
Unique in making, the obeyed companion

25. Concealer of his merit, yet nobility exposes him
And the elite's knowledge is gleaming

26. Penetrating in mind, arrows are the clouds'
Uniter of valor when the brave despair

27. Many odes for him and words
And swords for the king -- determined are they

28. And ranks that rout the ranks of enemies
Scattered yet organized they loom

29. With lofty thoughts fulfilling fate
And sustenance for the questing portioned

30. And meanings adorned with sublime ideas
As beauty for their bending and measuring

31. Refined in softness as wine refines
And delicate as the breeze blows gently

32. Though his father forbade the words he uttered
Why then say it is scattered pearls?

33. Each letter as if it is the Black Stone
Kissed and caressed by souls consumed

34. One verse surpasses a verse but
The two builders: one modern, one ancient

35. In his calling, the art of poetry lies
And in it, his hesitation and composure

36. Bestower of bounty, when the generous are counted
Priority is for his palm to take

37. His uncle denied him expectation
Yet he refused the custom of kinsmen

38. He is Qays to the tyrants -- no softness
And of battle's heat, Tamīm

39. Men, when glory is proclaimed, chiefs
Of tribulations and steeds firm

40. What clouds have their gifts shaded?
And what seas have their knowledge waved?

41. Worthy of them is glory's lasting praise
If mountains, not peaks, were preserved

42. They give manors as they refuse favors
And position, like enmity, is prescribed

43. They have adopted the way of generosity and grace
In it, binding and freeing both exist

44. They stab the veiled with decisive lines and words
Eloquent, as poetry has a throat

45. Of their blameless gifts is the heart's receipt
And the cheeks' conferral of kisses

46. Muḥammad attained through them spiritual joy
As the vile time worships him

47. Their pens have suckled me the pearls of bounty
While others from them are weaned

48. Mothers of bounty -- not every mother
To her sons is compassionate and kind

49. From their offspring, each daughter came to me
For every thought by the likes of them is barren

50. So near him a spring they are, and to a slave
A cloud blowing gently wherever I wander

51. How many palms that halt the fist of distress
And faces that cure anxieties

52. He is neither closed off in speech nor cheer
Nor a house of his absent of gifts

53. Nor do you see the builder of glories ever
Except his plenty made ruins

54. My love for him is proven -- I care not
If time remains sick

55. Sufficed me are wakefulness and sleeplessness
An inclination from his resolve and sleepiness

56. When the friend and desired companion broke
His pact and the confidant betrayed

57. In my eyes, the disgrace of my condition is slight
By one who after him sits or stands

58. I placed my comfort in the Firmest Handle
So it succeeded while others failed

59. I spent the night in his existence and quarters of folk
Where Zamzam and the Stone are found

60. A safe sanctuary encircled by loved ones
And a house in which privacies are protected

61. So my rest, plain, roses and stream of youth
My sight, the cutting of dark nights' ties

62. O pact renewed, quenched by your pact
Neither faded nor blemished

63. Laughing shine dispeller of tears, bounty
Bearing ease and that which is rough

64. Independent of me for thanks of munificence
Scorching traits none can attain

65. Events and birds
Hovering in every quarter

66. So accept the gift of thought, plump
A present over which bliss remains

67. Of forbearing dream that softly came to you
As glory's opportunity comes to the sublime

68. Above gestures, strong in adornment
And above brows, a strung pearl

69. You have perfected your view, nature, and spreading
From which parchments have savored delicacy

70. They are threads which if folded, a full moon
If appeared, and if called, a wild cow

71. A Persian stream whose origin is you
Its branch is sweet and palm is fertile

72. Yielding in your hands, the envious'
Firewood -- its knotted wood smoked

73. And the stars of the sky a gaze, so if
A refractory one seeks them, they are stoning

74. What magic, though legit, and dawn
A previous eve whose condition is not forbidden

75. The cheeks and remoteness hid it for pretense
An excuse until proximity arrived

76. So water it with the freshness of your cheer purely
The rhymes to it ardently incline

77. And enjoy it-- you light up among us
Becoming a congratulations and a fast

78. The seasons of fate continue together
With your bounty, all poisoned