1. Every day she is active and bound,
So when will her illness be gone?

2. If her alluring charm made her foolish,
Then necks lusted madly for her.

3. She complains of her beloved while tears are springs,
Cheeks and faces become muddy.

4. So precede her merits when lust creeps in her,
For not all concealments are necks.

5. Let the breeze stay away from its news,
For it has margins for gossip and slander.

6. No tryst of lovers remains hidden,
Except those witnessed by spies.

7. And if you were a neighbor of passion,
Then lovers shared its heat.

8. They abstain from springs after
Its water shone from stirring ripples.

9. He spends his life confused, no triumph or failure,
Scattered with purposeless determination.

10. A hope appears but despair lurks within,
And wealth that heals poverty behind it.

11. He lives unaware of sudden wealth as though
Eyes have not felt it when asleep.

12. The delusions of wishes entice him as if
They are true while their promise is a pact.

13. The wicked thrive and are serious in sin
While sustenance is heedless of the chaste.

14. If not for the victorious king, his oppression
Would have lasted in it without any release.

15. The leader, the intrepid, calamities like
What the desert is accustomed to from fate.

16. And the uniter of desires after their dispersion,
Willingly, so there is no conflict between hearts.

17. He attacks as the facets of his face shine
With good news, so his mercy mixes with care.

18. Like a sword igniting the fire of strife in its edge,
While its surface has rippling water.

19. Revelry did not shake him, but manners
Gave him the intoxication of his cup.

20. It is the promise of union in love, the specter
Of fantasy in parting, and embrace in farewell.

21. He aspires to a lineage that precedes the luminous stars,
With pride in it, so seeking access was hard.

22. A house whose ancient honor others share
Like grey hair adds gravitas to its ethics.

23. Blessings are plenty, domes are spacious,
Generosity is abundant, and brows are frowning.

24. He revived chivalry then with his forbearance
He is a human who is feared like a lion's growl.

25. He protected landmarks after tyranny spread corruption,
And attempted to free her tethered steeds.

26. Dry times did not hurt her, for you are
Her spring, and your palm is her pouring rain.

27. Ibn Badis thought your absence a paradise,
But she refused, solid as lead.

28. Revelry distracted him from foresight,
As did a cup with wine, clamor and song.

29. He continued composing foolishness with assumptions,
And assumptions breed deceit and hypocrisy.

30. Until your victorious standard appeared over him
Flying, as though your spears were fluttering.

31. Your steeds descended to pursue him as if they were
A flock of wild cows and your spears were leafy branches.

32. He fled disgraced, his footsteps faltering,
Seized by humility as they sped like lightning.

33. He threw his sight into the claws of exile,
An abyss whose depths open with his name.

34. No joy moved within him for his noble steed
Nor did passions play with him.

35. My sharp swords do not rest until his steeds
Illuminate horizons with his justice.

36. In Al-Qayrawan he has a turban from dust
And a flood whose blood is pouring.

37. And in the Gulf of Rum shines the sparking swords
That rip the hems of the fleeing enemy hordes.

38. The pagans competed for the dregs of his cup
After the sinners amongst them were inebriated.

39. Their iron arrows returned at night
As if their arrowheads were snakes.

40. I met them at Latakia so the two seas collided,
One stagnant and the other pure.

41. Darkness passed away, so its flowers withered,
While you in its like are pioneering.

42. Until the dawn journeys and sights quarrel
Over which of the two holds the light.

43. You left it a ruin, over its remnants
The mixed blood weeps and yearning is remembered.

44. You set out your religion in its meadows
So fires are kindled and blood is shed.

45. Its unruly camel obeyed while it was
A crooked old she-camel accustomed to burning.

46. It honored the clan of Kaʿb so the sweet spring
Was not pure until the drowned preceded it.

47. The swords of Abu Ali empowered you all
With a glory above the highest heaven.

48. The refined one did his duty so they agreed
If accord was between the two noble clans.

49. O gatherer of virtues, my curiosities
Are gifted though only affection is due.

50. If equated, it would be sent to her orator
While the moon is a crown and stars are necklaces.

51. No shortcoming obstructed it with a veil,
Not all that hides buds is erased.