1. The mixed potion shone at dawn from the glasses,
So who will stay due to the severity and hardship?

2. God knows that my mornings in love
Are the same after their departure and my evenings.

3. Misfortunes fold over me as if
I am the secret of passion and as if they are my intestines.

4. The most my heart complains, forbidden
Is in its glance my remedy, and from it my medicine.

5. The basil of beauty who was played with
By the breeze of youth, not the rest of grey hair.

6. The waters of beauty flow in its limbs
Flowing from it into my limbs like mercury.

7. A moon that when the veil was removed, speaking
The eyes of passions stared at it.

8. It ruled the rule of every enamored heart
Its glances are from the world of creation.

9. If the night of passion hides it, its forehead
Dawns light up on it with lights.

10. How much with a twisted chest I spent the night in love
I closed my eyelids with it on the carpets.

11. So the mother in it undresses and devotes,
And the signs in it are my smile and my crying.

12. May time benefit me in attaining the wish
Where I took refuge in the most knowledgeable of scholars.

13. The son of glory, and from the daughter his determination,
A house whose pillars are on the highest.

14. His fingers shine and his face beams
So he is generous with beads and gifts.

15. Awake to the outcomes of matters as if
The facts of things were uncovered to him.

16. Glory to Him who combined insight and guidance
For His noble side over all contemporaries.

17. And the awe of loyalty whose loyalty
Is surrounded by majesty and brilliance.

18. Glory that ascended with His side until
It reached the sky and surpassed it with its sky.

19. And features that softened as they occurred to
The blossoms of spring, the first dew.

20. My Master, but the Master of creation in purity
The sincerity of the mantle from the daughters of Eve.

21. You are the one who always fostered loyalty
And the father of mankind in its clay and water.

22. You recite to the hearing of praise and poetry
Verses of your praise, the beautiful perfect years.

23. By God, nothing was fed by its fold
Except the milk of mighty chastity.

24. The sun of pride rose in the orbit of sublimity
Surrounded by the stars of sons.

25. They inclined the hearts of the people of their time
With love and the bosoms of hope with singing.

26. And those who pitched their black tents
On the zeal of determination and the divergence of al-Jawzaa.

27. O you who my worries flocked to
When I came to you seeking rain and my hope.

28. And take from the molding of poetry the messages
I composed with the hands of understanding and opinions.

29. So I became a branch of knowledge and virtues
And I reaped the light of praise and eulogy.

30. Alas! The people's poetry cannot be compared
To poetry honored by your listening.