1. When she saw me tighten my belt
And head towards Al-Auji Ash-Shaydzam

2. She adorned herself with her organized jewelry
And smeared her body with musk

3. And came towards me, with kohl-lined eyes
Dragging trails of silk like smoke

4. Between bracelets and overflowing armlets
Until she planted her teeth into my thighs

5. And her tears were like soothing balm
Crying the cries of the merciful grieved

6. Cheeks of soft smooth skin
A neck like a moist, straight branch

7. White as kohl under the leaves of a lotus tree
With supple glowing cheeks and refined smile

8. Body inscribed with two snakes, scent of perfume
Clinking with anklets, bare armed

9. Like a plucked egg devoid of down
Strutting in the prime of glorious youth

10. As if she were on her accustomed branch
A full moon appeared between thick clouds

11. As if, when the stars appeared
She were the tall white sand dune

12. As if her buttocks, when she leaned back
Were the sand dunes' peaks

13. She seduced me with perfect beauty
And hurt me with painful cries

14. So I became like dispersed fragments
Love and mercy I could not conceal

15. O bright-eyed one, have mercy on me
And cease your crying, I submit to you

16. You have wounded my heart, O daughter of the people, be gentle
What is with you today, why this pain?

17. Has your house's destruction grieved you
And the religion trampled under foot?

18. What, O daughter of the shaykhs, is this nation?
Have I ever known the like of your worries?

19. You know what I will do, so know
I turn my eyes away from you, unwilling

20. And ransom my religion with my life, understand
And ride the horrors like one resolved

21. If my religion is insulted or blamed
When today it is like a ruin

22. I take refuge with you today, my hand is yours, honor me
It suffices you that I am with you like one captive

23. Do you not see my great determination
Beyond what I suffer of deprivation?

24. When sleep shuns the eyes of the sleepless
Do not hope, O lady, make things easy

25. Taking refuge is not the way of the valiant
How take refuge while my hand is not calloused?

26. And my sword - sharp, thirsty for blood
And my resolve bursting solid rock

27. And my booty is my death and my death my booty
My well-being is with me if I do not submit

28. O excellent grace none can equal
If they wrap me in my clothes in blood

29. There is no greater honor than stepping forward
Cut if you wish my tie, and estrange me

30. And if you strike the dome of my skull
And soak my clothes in blood

31. Then welcome, facilitate, honor me
And kiss my sword, my spear and my price

32. The coward cannot be compared to one commonly known
The coward does not equal the brave

33. A wretched coward does not equal one concealing his manliness
Defended like the poisonous snakes

34. By a feeble, miserable horseman
Who attacks horsemen riding above clouds

35. What a difference between this and that, how much and more
Where is the earth to the depths of the ocean?

36. The brave protects his religion and his honor
While the vile conceals his money and goods

37. Far from the sharp cutting sword that did not submit
And the man who did not flee at the encounter

38. Woe to an innocent faced with misfortune
If the rope entangles her with a cursed infant

39. And she places a marriage contract without possessions or money
Except to earn a dirham

40. The beautiful girl is not made happy by an ugly man
If he cannot control his penis

41. My mother knew my traits
I never did wrong or spilled blood

42. When she bore me, she did not deliver me herself
Except to protect her religion and honor

43. Like Qays Abyad protected for sake of the Chosen One
The mighty citadel of Mount Shabam

44. I am the boy adorned with blood
Ascending with religion not nations

45. Adhering to the religion of the Generous Chosen One
Not an Arab or non-Arab

46. I walk the path of Jabir and Muslim
And Ibn Rahhal the learned jurist

47. I stand with the victorious
I stand with the people of truth

48. The religion is not without steadfastness and resolve
Truth is in us, not something to lip-sync

49. Do you not see us, when destiny humbles us to the ground
And the hand against us does not tire

50. You who are ignorant of our affair, do not presume
Inquire, ask the qualified inquirers

51. Ask the one who took captives at Qunais
And the two garrisoned at Qana, inquire and you will learn

52. Ask how many we felled at Qudayd, understand
By the excellent horseman most generous and generous

53. Ask the one who raided Wadi Qura with the army
Belonging to a line of thousands of years

54. How many our swords have gorged on fat
And how many our bodies have grazed on bowstrings

55. Yearning for martyrdom and passion for generosity
Removed what was between my grave and I

56. By God we deserted homelands that were not condemned
By God we disabled pleasing the flatterers

57. By God we spurned the mornings of generosity
And we blame children even if blameless

58. I went out exposing injustice
By the blessing of the Guide, Giver of Peace and Grace

59. When I broke the reins of confusing darkness
And undid the knot of every firm pact

60. Where are those who swore solemnly in the Great Mosque
With utmost effort to extinguish the light of guidance

61. And destroy truth with all means of destruction?
We stepped forth at the Cemetery of Peace

62. While sharp swords among us are not yet sheathed
We are stalwarts in the massive army

63. Bearing the causes of destined deaths
Mercy is specified for those regretful

64. Stabbing and striking for those without regret
With our hands we give drink to the thirsty

65. We left off writing and admonishing with the pen
The sword is more conclusive than whispering prayers

66. Deaf to the sermons of the wise
The sword dispels the one’s stubbornness

67. Religion by the sword is impregnable
Blasphemy by the sword is grossly unjust

68. Striking like the mouths of snarling hounds
More decisive rule than a clear speech

69. Stabbing like the claws of a woman in childbirth
More binding than judgments than talking

70. For sixty months O embracers of darkness
You witnessed me showing enmity and cruelty

71. But you found me patient, not bored
Of firm will not made uncertain

72. My sword still covers the skull’s marking
Until I pummeled you with piercing sinews

73. With horses and raids O sons of Hitam
Release the steeds of horses do not hesitate

74. Horses contain horses like protective circles
I reckoned them a procession of a shooting star

75. How many are wounded among them
And how many slain beneath them

76. Who dyed their clothes crimson
Had the horsemen of the prestigious come forth

77. They would not have preceded these horses
Today we plunge horses into horses galloping

78. And make the man's flesh thick with men advance
Today we discard the garb of peace

79. And rain upon the land blood like batter
No religion remains while rulers persist confused

80. I am pouring blood like one crazed
Choice heads have ripened that were not picked

81. And it is time to cast them into flames
And the Ancient House, the Frequented

82. And the happy precious Stone, the Black One hugged
And the two Sanctuaries and Safa and Marwa and Zamzam

83. If Islam remains safe from destruction
I will assuredly split the skulls of pagans

84. I will redden the white bladed swords
I will assuredly enter all like an angry vengeance

85. I will squeeze them like juice
I will encircle them with spears

86. Cutting down each sinner's breath
Until the religion is that of Grace

87. And purity is cleansed from sin
Woe to the people of polytheism from Hell

88. They constructed a darkness of injustices
They regarded the infidels with distaste

89. They consumed the funds of orphans
Supporters of blasphemy, is that not supporters?

90. Indeed, their emirs by truth are ravenous Wolves
An obscene nation before my loins

91. In their claim, they betrayed truth
A single donkey’s kick defeats them

92. Would that the one who aided them had not!
Because of that the intelligent went astray

93. Why did they not follow the infallible Prophet
And attempt to uncover the clouds with proofs?

94. The Chosen was sweet in speech
None answered him, even if defiant

95. Until he surprised them in Sanctuary violently
With forces dark and dense

96. Peace upon the most generous greeter

97. So in summary, I translated the entire Arabic poem into an English poem, preserving the content and meaning while maintaining the poetic format. Let me know if you need anything else!