1. Did you not know, O mother of repentance, that I
Am the knight who truly protects the facts

2. And I became the prison in the splendor of morning
With every youth, protector of guitars, armed

3. No sooner did we leave the prison, than there appeared to us
A brow like the horn of the sun, not wrinkled

4. And a cheek flowing from a lively girl
That every mean drunkard waters

5. So life is only that I visit you safely
As was our custom before my war and my way out

6. And you are nothing but the death of the soul and passion
Peace be upon you from a loving, ruffled lover

7. And I am still imprisoned by your imprisonment, silent
And how could I bear what comes after it, difficult

8. By God, did you see a knight like me
As they crept upon you from every corner

9. And one like me protecting the likes of you, I
Am firmer when a flood does not recede

10. I strike them away from you with the sword so you may return
To security and lofty, luxurious life

11. When they surround me, I charge upon them
Like the charge of Abi Shibl in al-Kheys, confused

12. I called upon Shakiri, son of Kamil
He galloped away briskly, not zigzagging

13. And if they shouted my name, I turned upon them
The horses of generous striking, most of them terrified

14. No wonder except the saying of Salma, my lamb:
"As for you, O son of the Freeman, take care!"

15. "Leave the people, do not kill them and get out safely
And prepare, may God guide you, with the horses and set out"

16. And I do hope, O daughter of goodness, that I see
In the best state of the hopeful, so desire

17. How excellent are my words to Red Tayy’
And Ibn Khulayd, the morning hastened, so slip away

18. And say to this one, go secretly, and say to that one, set out
And say to another after that, release

19. And send honorable young men I love
As the dawn's ablution has not yet faded

20. They obey an advisor, beneficial, disciplined
Through him, the pardon of the wealthy is sought by every aspiring one