1. My glad tidings, I saw you as the best leader
In the presence of holiness and grandeur

2. Now that the hand of fate has yielded to him
I pardon the wrongs of the days

3. Had I wanted vengeance, I would have been
Among them nothing but lacking wisdom

4. I roused my determination, hiding resolutely
As if I was born with a drawn sword

5. I laid down my sleep wearing the garb of darkness
Yet I climbed not the stairs of slumber

6. A sleep that the years of misery deserted
So my eyelids tasted not the sweetness of sleep

7. I cared not for the dispersal of my kin by separation
As if for reunion, order exists in separation

8. Yearning for the seat of the caliphate, it is
The abode of guidance and sanctuary of Islam

9. With each endowed rank befitting it
And a cheek through which the year flows

10. The Pleiades shy away from its lofty pinnacle
As if it was created without a pinnacle

11. So it came like arrows released from a strong bow
Sometimes speeding faster than arrows

12. It reached the Commander of the Faithful through us
At the nadir of fate, it is the hand of favor

13. If I honored the free cheeks as a courtesy
It would not fulfill its duty of honor

14. If we could, it would not tread the earth
Except on souls and bodies

15. So you may see, as long as rhythm moves it
It does not complain of the placement of the last foot

16. And with our love, if we did not burden it with travel
This right would belong to the feet

17. Until the veil was lifted, there appeared to us
A sovereign, or say, the full moon

18. So ambitious ardor calmed down
With ease from its smiling face

19. And all drew near to kiss his comfort
Which is the source of sustenance and portions

20. And after hesitation, the outstretched hand of wishes
Shone, and the lightning flashed towards the clouds