1. I pitched my tent in the withering meadow
And grazed in the wake of the pouring clouds

2. Who will convey to the Bedouin encampments
That I built my neighbor before my house

3. And held fast to enduring covenants
Unraveling neither their knots nor twine

4. Abu al-Walid rent the darkness with a raid
Opening for us the door of hope shut fast

5. More perfect than the moon in the heavens though it appears
A full moon, most beautiful in the eyes and most glorious

6. Wiser than an old spear when you seek its counsel
In judgment, gentlest in affairs and most generous

7. A crack of highborn nobility that shakes it
Like the crack of an imminent earthquake shakes a platter

8. So surrender to the severity of ensuing epochs
And the coldness of approaching youth

9. How many events has time concealed
That his days concealed the riddles of time

10. Bearing but not burdened with position
And bearing the weight but not weighed down

11. From you, the affairs of the nation took
The mother of rationality, the fickle soul

12. And a sermon whose eloquence arms it
With words immersed in ceaseless waves

13. A discourse whose texts remain saturated
Lush, between desiccated and decayed

14. You burst its darkness with the sermon of reconciliation
A stab like the one from the sword of reconciliation