1. The purity of youth has clarified for me what it has clarified,
And my time has been generous with hopes, so it has been fair.

2. The melodiousness of passion has delighted my ear
with its coquetry; I have romanced the coquettish gazelle.

3. My nights were illuminated with bliss,
and my disposition was cheerful, not sullen.

4. I drank from the progeny of clouds a lineage
that returns from the grape cluster as pure wine.

5. Aged red wine whose taste is delightful
when the water mixes with it harmoniously.

6. Like the water of ruby in arranged glassware
with pearls carved into it hollowly.

7. Its light kindles in the palm of the drinking companion
but it extinguishes in his mouth when he drinks it.

8. The one swaying of hips circulates it, perfumed
from musk with camphor on her cheek blended.

9. When she flirts with the lover of passion in tenderness
and articulates to him the gentle words of surrender,

10. My vigor for amusement then diminishes in me
and the cups weigh down my palms with what suffices.

11. It is as if I have not hunted the brilliance of meteors
or tasted the sweetness of wine from bitter lees.

12. I remembered the tribe and its dwellers, upon which
the wind blows noisily, wildly.

13. And when they gathered one day among themselves
around the crescent for shade from the blazing sun,

14. And she threw off her cloak from her hands and took off
some of her jewelry, gazing at it longingly,

15. The sunburnt earth drank the dripping rainwater
and the cloven clouds bit the twigs in grief.

16. And when the moist pearls ran down her cheek
and flowed to the strung pearls, pausing,

17. And where did it go from the bounty of a mouth
that seemed to have sipped the striking of the cup?

18. When I took youth into account with old age,
my eyes shone with tears of regret.

19. I have wandered in the wilderness of praise, guided,
and one like me does not wander there pretentiously.

20. Had I been one who strings pearls, I would have strung it
and it would have been nobler and more honorable for me.

21. An angel among angels waved his banner
and steadied his steeds around him, neighing.

22. The mention of him to the Romans is like death when he attacks
and if he fulfills an oath he sacrifices himself.

23. A tempest defending Islam stretched
its wing over it, fluttering with tongues.

24. He repels the iron blade all broken
and turns back the piercing spear all shattered,

25. When birds give him shade, their bodies
are armor it avoids the striking of the coat of mail.

26. Eagles and hawks, when they approach
flying, plugging the sky twittering.

27. You would think them in his pounding a piece
of armor wandering on a sunlit face.

28. His sword has protected what it has protected
of the religion's egg and cared for the deity's being.

29. From non-existence he has enriched and from confusion guided,
From thirst he has watered and from illness healed.

30. Noble in qualities, refined in his time,
he has refined himself in morals and manners.

31. When an opinion shone like the sun in its light
and the brightest of opinions did not eclipse the sun but sufficed,

32. He ascended high in the horizon and attained what he ascended to
and his arrow precisely hit what it targeted.

33. A handful of bounty not withholding dew
nor breaking a promise when the rain is broken.

34. An insight into the unseen things
as if the veil of the unseen is lifted from it.

35. With the mention of Ibn Yahya our praise has perfumed time
and immortalized our mention in it, ennobling it.

36. Clouds of the palm trees of generosity pour from it
upon the hands of people of all times as palms-full.

37. Knowledgeable about the secret of war before its emergence
and clashing the swords between the two armies with the sword.

38. He confronts among them defeating every learned one
who has outpoured upon him the doubled Persian verse.

39. His stick to discipline the disobedient when they rebel,
a fiery sword that strikes resolve and cleaves it open.

40. Yet firmly rooted in patience, though appearing enraged
when patience strays from those firm of resolve or declines.

41. O people of war! His breasts have suckled you,
so the diverging legs among you are united.

42. When the thrusts of the brave appear and their strikes
like dots and shapes from him letters are rendered illegible.

43. To you belong the steeds running night from every dark,
their bellies appear detached from the intensity of galloping.

44. He has a pen in the ear you would think
was tailored in the army for signing with your support.

45. If they trod the summits of mountains, he would blast them away
and leave them as a plain visible to your eyes wide open.

46. O ruler of the era whom justice has shaded
over religion and life - from it emanated what emanated.

47. Your generosity has freely composed for the destitute
while others artificially composed theirs.

48. And how many wretched poor you have connected
who then became wealthy, dragging his tail in luxury!

49. For your praise every idea of a poet
has become a strange classification composed by him.

50. And if I am absent from the assembly of the eminent
then for me is praise like the scent of musk conferred nobility.