1. This carnelian, so count, O hand of Isa,
Away from its passionate ardors,

2. And deny its soft whispers success
When it whispers its success.

3. And when you pass by the well of Urwa
Quench me with its water,

4. And take to the Samr trees or
To the foothills among its thickets,

5. We and your livelihood, we did not blame
Living in its plains,

6. Days when desires did not pass
Between the staff and its belongings.

7. It watered those covenants, while we
Were in its expanses,

8. It did not make its lion cubs comfortable,
Or whiten its gazelles with its wolves.

9. And an eloquent poem whose elegance
Time ruins before its demise,

10. It remains for days a monument
Of its mornings and evenings.

11. It did not beg the hands of men
With its praise and satire,

12. It remained protected, so when
You are guided to its peers,

13. Until when I completed the desire of opinion
In maintaining it,

14. The Caliph Ja'far ibn Muhammad was distinguished
With its praise,

15. A king the kings prepared
For fear of him and hope in him

16. He has not stopped since assuming the caliphate
And wearing its gown,

17. Relying in it on Him who distinguished him
With His brilliance,

18. The nation of Ahmad draws him near
For vengeance from its enemies,

19. After the centuries of polytheism stabbed
Its entrails,

20. And the deviants controlled
Its money and blood,

21. Aiding the traditions of the Prophet, active
In extinguishing them,

22. And the one-eyed Anti-Christ from its princes
Implementing matters defiantly against Allah in implementing them

23. Inciting to slander chaste women, yet he is not of its sons,
There were dark tribulations and people bewildered in its blindness,

24. Confused as cattle after their grazing,
While this was so, the truth shone in its darkness,

25. And your Lord chose Ja'far ibn Muhammad for its glory.