1. The faces of the earth's gardens smiled
And the eyes of the proud narcissi grew languid

2. Spring struck its tents there
And the steeds of the clouds raced by

3. The fragrance of spring was lost, so no
Excuse remains for pleasures after rising

4. You wasted some of your life busy
Why then didn't you compensate living with some

5. Pour generously and give us wine
Wherein we regain some of the days

6. With it, the cheek of joy was stained
So I was certain time lies clenched

7. The wine goblet laughed with it though it was angered
At the drinkers, with its rage it is satisfied

8. It clamored at the falling of water and was turbulent
Without pain or effort

9. He lost the treasures of the kingdom, so leave us
At ease going to its comforts

10. Guarantee us the youth and spring, provisions of wine
I sip and reject all else

11. Time shone with a radiance from the sky
Gleaming in a robe beyond wrinkling

12. A category of lights joyfully shining
Between twinkling and dimming

13. The banks of the gardens and what damage was caused them
By the lightning's broken promise of flashing

14. The clouds hoarded their water, so they irrigated
The palms of the land their ripening fruits

15. Hitting the resolute zealots and one
Who pleased fate with his agreeable nature

16. A fearless hero, an unwavering star
Matching the clouds in his open-handedness

17. The generosity of his hands guaranteed us
The goodness of the land with his pure generosity

18. A hyena for the religion of God since
Islam rose securely above being lowered

19. The affairs of Muslims are controlled by him
Controlled by him, secured from nullification

20. Great is his munificence, his generosity lavish
He gathered the plains, pure white in breadth

21. Harmful to the enemies and beneficial to one with purpose
Each sees him as obligatory

22. The awe and sharpness of his sword guaranteed
The power of the guardian and abasement of the hostile

23. Two opposites, one who rewards good and one
Who forever destroys his enemies

24. The wakeful were delighted with a group, so he saw
His wakefulness sweeter than slumber

25. The land of conquest was confined by his great army and resolve
In length and breadth

26. Lost is one who dared defy him
And by his will fate's decree runs its course

27. Annoyed is one who resisted him when he saw
The arrow of destiny by his command set forth

28. I would be lost if I did not describe him in my eulogy
And toward him the urge of my muse leads