1. Sheathe your sharp sword at night
No need for a sword for a sorcerer

2. Your glance is more fatal to me than it
The most lethal killer cannot match it

3. O moon that rises from its branch
Blossoming on a tender, flourishing bough

4. You offered me the wristlet and copious tears
Your affair depends on the viewer

5. O gazelle who forgot and became wary
We are not accustomed to intimacy with the wary

6. Do not harden your heart and turn your side
For this is the nature of the treacherous

7. Do not obey your slanderer in his advice
For justice cannot be taken from an unjust person

8. A person does not deviate from his nature
And good cannot be attained from one who harms

9. How many nights I conversed with your love
Yearning to meet you, O the one from Hijr

10. I watch for its end, may it soon manifest
For a night without end belongs to the blasphemous

11. May God not forgive the nights of passion
For they are darker than any blasphemer

12. They seem short for one enjoying pleasure
Yet are prolonged for the sleepless

13. And difficult for the passing visitor
Let alone the screaming watchman

14. Its woes do not extend to all regions
For the flight of birds is endless

15. I came with my hopes, disappointed
From above the waves of mistakes, withered

16. Blond and rosy, with a complexion
That glows like flickering embers

17. You'd think his hands on the sand
Trace shapes for me with the pen

18. For it is his nature, always
To show what I conceal in my heart

19. On a night darker than my pages
A fruitless palm turned to the poet

20. My tearful eyes crying their sorrows
From a tear of an illiterate lad

21. Who aims at the sea of knowledge that
Torments those who enter and leave

22. By his grace it spread and became
Peerless, like the common parlance

23. Master of my loyalties, of time and fate
Nay, master of my ancient loyalties

24. Of excellent name and deeds
For the resolute and determined

25. With whom I became proudly eminent
Above the orbiting celestial sphere

26. And by him my crescent moon blossomed
Radiantly for the viewer

27. A lad raised in the cradle of Mecca's stone
Yet neither stone nor mason bore him

28. Suckled from the breasts of the Exalted
Despite her reputation for barrenness

29. Until he shone, dazzling all creation
Blessed with the most radiant virtues

30. Jurisprudence yielded its keys to him
And he accessed it through its main gate

31. People's paths to guidance became clear
Wanderer and perplexed alike

32. What knowledge does not see its ideas
Plunge into its teeming lexicon?

33. What research is not guided by him
For he is not one to fall short?

34. What dead lesson is not given life
By his constant study?

35. Can merit tire one who commemorates it?
Just as the land never wearies of rain

36. If broken, he brings wholeness
To the extent of an elixir from a healer

37. The days afflicted him with some
That weaken the bones of the fierce lion

38. He met our woes with patience
The noble patience, not that of complainers

39. Knowing the inevitable will happen
A bird flying into the snare of the patient

40. So he dwelt as a cave for our hopes
Vanishing or present

41. Bestowing bounty that silences those
Whose envy broadcast it to all

42. You are the one who champions the religion of guidance
For religion is in need of helpers