1. O you whose affection is pure and free from bitterness
And whose appearance puts the moon to shame

2. O son of one whose comfort is a pleasure
And whose cheerful face delights people

3. Unlike others whose eyes are empty and lustful
Who take my card when I have nothing

4. You have a face that when I look upon it
My gaze is lowered in shyness

5. With a mustache that astonishes
Emerging from its frightfulness in beauty

6. With a flavor that he kneads from it
And a mustache that even the vilest find repulsive

7. He swears by God over a morsel from it
And knows that he has erred

8. A thousand oaths while in Mecca
With the Black Stone beside him and the Black Stone

9. So the Merciful has shortened his life
And not prolonged the life of his brother

10. For he is more blasphemous than him and than
Anyone who says other than what I have said of him is blasphemous

11. If you are kind enough to grant it
A benefactor is never harmed one day

12. And if you refrain, there is no help for it
The torrent may dry up and the rain cease