1. O you who are chosen from among the best,
You are not of my night or its conversation.

2. I protect the birds from the trees,
And I have tasted the bitter fruit.

3. So join if you are one who joins
With the strength of one whom you are from his scent.

4. I fear the oft-repeated talk tomorrow,
And tomorrow brings what is expected.

5. He who travels to an unknown land is lost,
However far his journey.

6. And his two arms are hampered
By an old age that has reached his eyelids.

7. So go ahead, do not do me favors
Your kindness to me is from his bitterness.

8. I have raised many young men
From the place where snakes fall from their burrows.

9. So fear me what makes them doubt,
Indeed, piety is protection from evil.

10. A cousin does not confide in us
We have dressed him in his stupidity.

11. How much hatred in him towards us
Like the ember in its stones.

12. And a milking she-camel whose udder
Quenches the thirsty from its skin.

13. My mount made easy for the rider
Its back bent for the one holding the reins.

14. This one with dusty cheeks
Eyes avert from his drivel.

15. The discerning eye sees in him
Nothing but cowardice from his cows.

16. One with a guarded domain plunged me
Into the abundant goodness of his shore.

17. His camel covers itself with foam
So we lead it by its nostril.

18. Then the pilgrims lose it in the crowds
Like losing chicks among the fluff.

19. Then the winds scatter it
Like cotton blown off the spindle.

20. He fulfilled all my needs
And his strength was not diminished.

21. Then he brought me to a king
Where the criminal is safe at his court.

22. Hands take their injustices
Then seek excuses until sunset.

23. How can hopes not bring you close
When the Messenger of God is among his comrades?

24. Ask for rain you hope for,
Al-Abbas is enough for you from its rain.

25. A king the like of whom is rare,
No eye has fallen on the like of him.

26. No favor is concealed from him
In the open country or its wine.

27. Those rough roads are smoothed for him
As he chooses with his eyesight.

28. His guide surpassed negligence,
And the eye sufficed instead of his track.

29. And when the battle squeezed in
And death appeared in its forms,

30. He went into the fold of his overflowing
A lion who bloodies the claws of youth.

31. Birds take their breakfast
Trusting in the plenty from his prey.

32. And you see the nobility
Of the descendant of the sun from his moons.

33. So they vary in their guesses,
Wary of the hidden from his thoughts.

34. The generous one from Yemen,
And the generous one from Mudar.

35. You have worn time like a youth
Who took etiquette from its lessons.

36. So hoard goodness for which you will be rewarded,
Every hoarded thing is for its hoarder.