1. O Abu Al-Fadl, a man’s worth is known by his merit
You have some merit that made you wholly distinguished

2. You have done a good deed, preceding with your hand
Over my grateful hand, and my generous favor

3. A hand for you, begun with its beautiful making
For whoever comes after me, and those before me

4. With it you brought horses for me, altering
Galloping, and who can match the horsemen on foot?

5. So whoever strains his voice loudly
And knows freeing horses by voice and form

6. How can your gifts compete with mine
The ants creep in the ant's path

7. So no harm that I fell short of a predecessor’s rank
A youth like him in precedence surpassed a youth like me

8. A youth whose long poems polish his weapons
And where is the youth polishing weapons from isolation?

9. The high ones exchanged the merits between them
But none like Abu Al-Fadl prominently meritorious

10. He has certainly descended from its pillars, what rank
With it he led the scholars with covenant and solution

11. Rising above the non-Arab emperors
And he would not accept that, even over the Arabs presumptuously

12. And he rides the difficult matter gently, taming it
With a face of ease that welcomes hospitality

13. He is the brilliant full moon in the darkness of night
The banners rejoice for the rider at the high of the saddle

14. And pouring rain that starts with downpour
For a guest in his disturbance, the confused guest

15. And I wish if the matter became knotted he would spring up
Baring blamed teeth, separating

16. Indeed praise has said of him what if I presented it
To the mind, the words about him would exceed the mind

17. And I cannot, even if I enumerated his traits
With a judging pen, rare wonders dictate

18. He shoots with feathered arrows, but rather
He shoots lofty goals with the arrows of nobility

19. The glories borrowed from him a listening ear
And stripped for him another from blame and wrong

20. You burdened me with an overflow for my laden body
And how can a light spirit carry the burden?

21. And you bound me with obligation until you left me
As if I am, from your kindness, in obligation

22. When you tossed your right hand’s gifts to me, orphaned,
It adorned me with jewelry in my empty times

23. You are but the sea casting freely
Pearls for the diver in the palm of one who dives

24. So how can we, a planet and sign of the highest prominence
Risen like the sun in the House of the Carrier

25. We traversed together from a proportionate essence
And manners tied your rope to my rope

26. I see people as two, their claim prolonged
One of knowledge, and the other of ignorance

27. And man must have a mount by which
Either on difficulty or on ease he goes

28. It branched from a pure root, its branch
Old, and the good branch points to the origin

29. I cast it in the eye as kohl, but rather
Of poetry what delights the eyelids without kohl

30. So whoever sends a glancing eye
Arrests the eyes with the soft gazes

31. I polished with you the white verses, their texts
And the Indian sword's blade shines with polishing

32. I stamped on the finely wrought sword its notches
And the sword is but the notches and the blade