1. The garden is adorned with drops of dew
Like pearls studded, carnelian and hyacinth flowers

2. The morning rain has watered it
In cups of pure wine and nectar

3. To the garden came the blossoming hyacinth
Its spear between redness and greenness

4. Like a cheek marked with a mole
So the rose is adorned with the scent of musk

5. In the meadows rain has watered
So its regions wore robes of flowers

6. Rain has a hand on earth
That deserves thanks for the beautiful garden

7. It scattered pearls and crafted bracelets
Fragments, anklets, and the valley of carnelian

8. And of the flowers, how much swayed
Over brocade of gardens and meadows

9. You would think the lights among them and the buds
Were stars made into flowers placed in constellations

10. And to the cooing of doves in the lowlands
The branch sways and the flowers lean

11. Where is Ishaaq who sang odes
Of the song of leaves on the delicate branch

12. He sang naturally and gave rhythm
With the melody of the gentle voice

13. Every region in it, made by spring
Wore the gowns of Sanaa in Yemen

14. For youth in that beautiful attire
Whims between branch and arts

15. The tender breeze passionately drunk
By the beauty of flowers in the garden smitten

16. Whoever loved them became sick with love
Speaking gently to the beloved

17. Whenever he pleaded to a flower, he gained
Ambergris and fine musk from it

18. Is the morning breeze of Najd being healed
By its fragrance containing cure of sickness

19. The morning breeze carried from their diffusion
Inspiring passion and calling to fervor

20. It reminded me of the days of my youth
So I drank cups of sorrow

21. Do I see those nights returning
Or to those valleys, a path

22. No return to the valleys, no return
To the place where my companions resided

23. The days of my youth are gone
And passion remains active in my heart

24. From the abundance, the crow has flown
Where my hair turned white when it landed

25. Fearing punishment or blame
I hope for forgiveness

26. So serve me the cup, for you my soul I ransom
From a good, slender, elegant flask

27. I never drink alcohol from you at all
Or mix me something light

28. Your debauched eyelid, o cupbearer
How much blood of mole and how many tears did it shed

29. The sword of Amr, challenger of death
Every sharp edge from its scabbards

30. If Harut saw those eyes
He would see in their magic what cannot be endured

31. They steal the mind and ruin the body
So beware of Babylon and the fine sword

32. The cheek and the mole bear witness
To the blood shed on your pretty cheek

33. You have a lip, less than it a sword
Guarding the roses and flowers of the narcissus

34. We never knew the swords of death
Withdraw while they are the eyes of the narcissus

35. We allowed blood on you to shine
So pour freely, o cupbearer, into cups

36. How your gaze threw my liver, o slender and heartless one
I gave passion a firm covenant

37. Your crooked lip is Meem, the mole is Laam, the figure is Alif
I hoped for kindness when it turned away

38. If only your cheek would show compassion
Each letter refers to its meanings

39. And by it the scriptures of beauty are recited
Whoever recites them is guided to passion

40. And passion was a good companion to him
The surah of beauty - how much it prostrated

41. The full moon to its subtle meanings
You, o sweet meanings, are my paradise

42. If only its fruits and produce would approach
In the gardens of eternity my glance would pasture

43. While my heart prays with fire of despair
Happy is the glance but my misfortune

44. Is the heart complaining of wounds
So one group in hellfire forever

45. While my fortune is in paradise of beauty
This one enjoys bliss while the other

46. Is in a wide, hot, blazing hell
O perfect king, whenever I'm humbled

47. To his passion, I don't disobey orders
How many times between cheek and cheek I returned

48. Seeking refuge from the arrows of sight
A wonder - how you crossed two dark nights

49. From his cheek, like the cycles of the moon
A moon rose in the orient of beauty

50. An orient - we have never seen its like in clarity
Whoever saw that cheek was happy

51. O beauty, charm, and elegance
An idol emerged from his ignorance

52. A sun of beauty the suns are ashamed of
And how much he sent from his flight

53. Rivals, so souls are infatuated with him
The mole on his cheek enslaved

54. When its fire flared, the fire of the Magi
The delicate cheek, when it enchanted

55. The mole won the delicate one
I said to the critic, a black mole

56. Have you smelled the musk with elegant diffusion?
How it illuminated dark nights for me

57. On a night when its full moon shone
If the era of meeting has passed

58. With flirtation and the day completes its cycle
It has returned with the wedding of Al-Murtada

59. The soul's joy and good news
So life returned delightful

60. In the pearl of subtle prose
Nightingale of humankind, in it sings

61. Songs clearly in subtle rhymes
I had always resented poetry before

62. But today with poetry I am generous
How can I not bestow the precious beads

63. When today joy is brought by my nephew
That is Isa Al-Majd, radiant of face

64. O peaks, in poetry transcend to glory
From his traits we praised the source

65. And enjoyed the garden of the pleasant face
And his brother Al-Qasim the prosperous and active

66. Star of glory, crescent of lineage
From him good traits and merits shone

67. Like the rays of scattered gold
They are the two full moons, Isa and Qasim

68. Illuminating the sky of lineage
Their glory has become a supported narration

69. For Hussein, and it is glorious lineage
O people of the house built with glories

70. And by it the ancient house was built
O my friend drink the cup of joy

71. And wear clothes of good news and happiness
The wedding of Al-Murtada exalted us

72. With congratulations, cup after cup
May his eminence last, we got what we wished

73. Like the cooing doves on the branch
In the bliss of life may it eternally remain

74. Its company in the time of the affectionate companion
So take the pearl that was harvested

75. O friend, it is truly a pearl