1. Between the folds of the tall palms
A heavy chain stood above the light

2. If its clanking spears fled
The eyelids of desire would meet it with swords

3. Glory to Him who created beauty and tested
The hearts with love for it, so familiar

4. The mole called to passion so it answered
Obedient and disobedient to the call to rebuke

5. He dragged his train on the ground at night
Who used to stumble in the sands of the country

6. And when passion possessed the heart, it surely
Possessed the young man completely

7. I ransom a flirt whose writer traced without
A pen for us a line without letters

8. I was infatuated with him to the extent that
A maiden came from Baghdad under the roof

9. A cheek, I was preoccupied and passionate about its beauty
From the beauty of every girlfriend and companion

10. She sways under thin fabrics, flowers
Belts, anklets and necklaces

11. An Arab in words adorned
Safe from the suspicion of distortion and tampering

12. The unique composed an embroidered masterpiece for her
From the craftsmanship of pens in regulation

13. Hello to a generous visitor who honored me
And excused the place of guests

14. If praise is not true to me from her, then
The verse of honor is true to that

15. The Imam kindly bestowed her on me
Like a sea bestowed its pearls

16. Praise returned to him gracefully
As if it is the echo to the valleys

17. A banner whose virtues of excellence
Became famous among people, so it was free from introduction

18. The qualities of its describers multiplied, and how often
They delighted us, so we longed for the described

19. Pure of conscience, walking honestly
On the foot of piety, trailing the dress of chastity

20. His actions and his affairs are sound
Safe from disability and weakening

21. He knows God, stands for His prohibitions
And orders good and forbids wrong

22. The mark of prostration is obvious on his bright face
On the skin of the true Hanifite

23. Clothed in the morals of the ascetics, he loves more
Than wearing fancy attires, the woolen gown

24. He aspires to the blossoms of virtues, fervently avoiding
The blossoms of life and plucking bouquets

25. A ruby line from the blackness of his ink
Kohl to the eyelid of the onlooker

26. His pens are like eggs in their signing
But like brown ants in teaching

27. His fingers manipulated grammatical cases excellently
In every meaning like a gentle breeze

28. In each rhyme like a flower garden
They race to him on heads as if

29. Running on a swift steed with bouquets
The knowledgeable, brave heart, the eloquent poet

30. The shining composure, the author
Iraq was filled with his poetry until

31. The overflow of his filled cup flowed in Damascus
They are miracles in the breasts of the people of resolve

32. Composing metres with nothing omitted
There is no innovation in Abdul Hameed, so she is

33. The mother of Iraq who came with all that is exquisite
The mother of Iraq, city of caliphs, scholars

34. And poets, worth thousands
Do not deny out of fear the message

35. I sent from it, though safe from every fear
If not for vain glory, I’d have withheld it, but I

36. Released my excuse trailing behind it