1. His anxiety stirred him in Rome’s abode
An unkempt scroll as if they were lines

2. Solitude offered him the wilderness until it frightened him
After the company of a frequent and jealous visitor

3. The winds blew him and changed his appearance
Defeating everyone, the rain clouds’ player is near

4. It cried over bliss that made it cry
With the crows, the owl keeps vigil over it

5. The homes became empty though their people were once familiar
And separation from them was difficult for loved ones

6. By God, love did not nearly kill me
If not for ruins at Acacia and abodes

7. With them would be intimate friends like statues
White shrouds, beautiful maidens

8. When events separated them from their people
And when their people gathered, they were present

9. Until time betrayed them all and failed them
The flow of congeniality stumbled

10. Watering the days of passion when our life
Was fresh, and the youthful branch was verdant

11. Days that cannot be escaped that hunt
The fleeting and frequented youth

12. How the hearts writhed over me at night
Their mantles and my black mantle

13. In a sleepless night like wakefulness
My bags and poverty made me travel and emigrate

14. Patience helps them endure the journey
And their travel —necklaces and fresh wounds

15. Until they visit civilized rulers
Whose hospitality makes their homes flourish

16. A king whom when you seek refuge in his rope
Events and times will submit before you

17. A king who provides the askers with his sword
And with his sword the beasts of the wilderness flock

18. A king who respects gifts when he gives them
Until he becomes generous and they change

19. Eyes cannot discern him
From the veneration and esteem upon his face

20. A king who won the allegiances of Arab tribes
Their fingers point towards him

21. Seeking praise the day his treasures
Pretending ignorance in war though dignified

22. Going to earn accolades walking gently
In his comforts, gifts and help abound

23. Possessions were once undivided
Then Mansur divided their unity

24. Yazid perfected construction for him, exalting it
And necks of generosity likened themselves to him

25. Tempting with the success of gifts, nothing prevents him
From leaving neither the affluent nor the poor

26. His abundant gifts do not exhaust the world’s riches
And its paucity to the abundant is great

27. O King! Praises for you in the lands pace
Whose pearls of eulogies roam

28. You quenched the souls of enemies and their hearts
Flew to you in fear

29. If your feats and lions had tried you
They would have testified against you

30. You tamed the turns of fate when you secured it
So fate is scared of you and its turns cower

31. O descendant of kings, masters of glory
None like them were mentioned in the past

32. How many glorious fathers you have from Khimyar
Whose abundant gifts are appreciated

33. O you who protects from fate and its turns
Who but you protects from fate?

34. The breezes of your palm have not ceased being remembered
By which skulls and heads prosper

35. How many came poor to you
And left you, their share plentiful

36. A people who are death if they fight a people
And if they make peace, then seas

37. They roamed the lands and its people surrendered
Given freely or captive

38. They endowed the enemy with swords and spears
Hordes of horses behind which are hordes

39. From every rugged valley as if it still
On the day of excitement, is slippery and smooth

40. Until the lands submitted to their war
And the enemy’s flames blazed

41. They were kings, heirs of kings
Kingship between them continues to alternate

42. Caesar gave them the humiliation of obedience
And Sapur collected levies unto them