1. O Abu Ahmad, poetry does not flee
For the Abbasids, it is a refuge and dignity

2. And for them in war there is initiative, opinion and composure
And for them tongues that elucidate as blades elucidate

3. And faces like the stars of night that guide the lost
And a breeze like the breeze of a meadow, whose generosity the clouds rained down

4. And for your sympathy away from glory there are companions and friends
If you are one of them without a doubt

5. Then you are the freshness of rosewood and the purity of water
And the foam of wine and its fermentation