1. How worthy is the virtuous of his duty,
And how right is the sword for the striker,

2. Saad's bow serves its purchaser,
Rising with it from dusk to dawn.

3. It rings when it is drawn with an eye,
Nothing under it screens the sun.

4. And Saad the slaughterer pursues
His command in the hitting crossbow,

5. The heir won his unattainable want,
And the seeker's right to overcome.

6. He rose high, and if the eagle of the sky
Tried, it would not escape the clay's grasp.

7. He persisted until he downed the bird
Which plunged like a piercing star,

8. Until it hit the ground out of duty,
Bilal rose in it to do his duty,

9. And the righteous king has persisted
In the kingdom - none persist like the player,

10. God raised Ali high, so you see
No hostile on earth can harm him.