1. I love suns that donned stars
And sent veil of poetry, darkened,

2. And changed their union with me into estrangement
So tears flowed from my eyelids blood

3. In the white deserts dwells fever
And fever keeps the white eggs and the thirsty camels warm

4. She is the sun but with crescent adorned herself
She is the white, sweetly smiling moon

5. She shows you the darkness, light, branch and chant
And tells of lightning’s glow if she smiles, so what a mouth!

6. In her words is magic and in her glances
In her cheek, of her beauty is a burning coal and water

7. And if she called out with the beauty of her speech
A dead man in his grave would have spoken

8. May a homeland bring them close and perhaps
If sorrows follow a union, then maybe

9. My certainty, this sword of the faith, Muhammad
Praiseworthy, and from him no act is condemnable

10. And the sword of the chosen king, the sword of our faith
And most noble of those who won piety and generosity

11. So his swords are red and their blades Indian steel
And his battlefields are green, on them the deputation pitched camp

12. A lion, the lion of horsemen, a horseman
When he rode his lively, swift-running steed

13. Spear-thrusting a thousand, he thrusts the spear
Feeding a thousand, we never found him to lack as a feeder

14. I wondered at him in tribulations, that he
Would be accounted an army amidst the melee

15. And I did not see a braver vanguard
When he shook the fleeter horse and bared the sharper blade

16. He is crowned by the faith which let down the enemies
So he remained victorious, trusted, respected

17. Indeed, the King al-Muẓaffar thanked his efforts
And he was eminent to him and preferred

18. And he praised him and praise of him became well-known
He rose helping in every land and concerned