1. My mind is distracted from home, I weep for it and eulogize it
When it is devoid of a beloved companion and his melodies

2. Let the rains keep eroding its soil whenever they pour down
And let the winds sweep it away and make it barren

3. If my beloved is in it, I would stay there with him
Otherwise, why would I not abandon it

4. Is a dwelling not most deserving of abandonment
When the paths of my soul's passion within it are blocked?

5. I made my companion drunk with wine from a deaf ear
That hears its reverberations when called

6. And when a moon handed me the cup I told him
Now, as you draw the bow take careful aim

7. O most adept of men in mixing it and serving it
You have set proper limits for it, so keep it circulating between us

8. If wine steals minds, your eyes steal my soul
When you glance at me as you fill my cup

9. In your eyelashes are spells that speak
With one word, though their meanings are diverse

10. So drink that you may be blessed with its intoxication
And the cup grants the soul what it desires

11. The one with a slender waist wrapped in his cloak
Steps gently in delicate fabric

12. When I look at him, my gaze gets lost
And if I complain to him, he increases my confusion

13. If not for the Trustworthy One on earth, my carefree beloveds
Would have stolen his daughters when they were unguarded

14. God's Deputy - the obediences have yielded to him
Though the cheeks' hair recoil, despite their grooming

15. His hands have revived bounty and generosity, so they spread
Throughout the land, soaring and traversing its regions

16. His virtues have encompassed the world, and the first of them
Is his help extended to the farthest ends

17. How many hands, if thanked for the Trustee of God
Would be too humble for even the lowest of his gifts?

18. A noble whose ease makes wealth's necks bow down
When the money-seeker comes desiring it

19. Your right hand blesses us with ongoing rains
As these clouds attest, high on the horizon

20. Quraysh took the heights of every glory
And your house took the highest of the high

21. You surpassed the desert's elders and youth
And your ancestors surpassed those past

22. You built your house high in glorious heights
Beside which the stars fall short of reaching

23. When people compete for the peaks of glory
Your palm falls below no other in containing them

24. God's Deputy - if his merits were counted
The counters would fall short in enumerating them

25. The Trustworthy races the kings of all people
With no precedence in his principles

26. Your virtues have reached the unreachable, connected to it
While those aspiring to them fall short

27. O most generous people when finding relief
From the afflictions fate brought to you

28. We do not fear the turns of fate as long as
Our palms are tied to your ropes maneuvering them

29. The Imam satisfied all with his nobility
And surpassed them by the houses of glory he builds

30. Your Lord saw you worthy of it and granted you it
So remain living joyfully and comfortably in it

31. Harun revived and established the virtues
While you, son of Ghurr, make them endure

32. O stabilizer of the kingdom when its pillars weakened
And the blind strife rose against it in rebellion

33. How many deadly stabs you have for the enemies
That hasten them from spewing their spittle

34. When you marched against the enemies at dawn
Not caring for them besides the cowards amongst them

35. You dealt them deaths from which there is no escape
And you stood by the souls of truth, reviving them

36. You extinguished in the East fires stoked to rage
That the Islam had difficulty concealing

37. Until you were sent against them as a mercy, so their fires
Subsided through you, their snakes scattered

38. God does not let people you rule be lost
Nor does He make a land of which you are the governor desolate