1. You joined the Waw of beauty to the Sad of the kisser,
And declined the Lam of the charms in an unending chain,

2. If you have no affection for the hopeful,
Then how often did the glances of your mirror shine for the beholder!

3. The line of love is manifest from it, which fortifies hopes,
And if you attempt it, you will find every problem solved,

4. The wonders of the origin of love are its cause,
For one who is content with it through pretenses,

5. They mentioned that youth is a trusteeship,
Which confirms with hints or with flirtation,

6. And they said the books of coquetry came with its isolation,
So I said to them “Do not rush, through it I have a loyal friend”,

7. And it was not the temptation of a cheek, like a garden,
Or wrists, like a chain, that prevented me from leaving your love,

8. But rather words whose inscription poetry has erased,
And is there, after considering circumstances, a station like my station?

9. To you belongs God, I have become accustomed to my honor,
So the abode of pleasures is not like my abode,

10. Does he not know that my innermost heart,
Refused to approve a glance or moment at first?

11. Yes, my soaring is not based in reality,
Nor is my rising to eminence unrestricted,

12. Ask the horizon about me, it is a narcissus meadow
Whose streams are parted by a brook,

13. And how can I intend while the stars are spying,
Gleaming in the darkness with the belt of Cassiopeia,

14. And how did I knock on the door of caution - disliked is he
Whose Lord disapproves despite the efforts of the devoted worshipper,

15. And I embraced the branch of the acacia for a fair one's kiss
And I kissed the full moon's light for a young beauty,

16. And am I not a Yemeni spring,
Green are its branches at the hilltop,

17. Whose roots were watered by Al-Numan with water of glories,
So every branch bore the finest fruits,

18. And whoever's breast has Ahmad the Shaykh of the religion as its master,
He lengthened through him the hand spans of aid and the words of virtue,

19. An imam - I met time robbed of such as him -
So I clothed him in the description of the most honorable and venerated,

20. God established through him the Sacred Law so its pillars
Were exalted above the heavens and rise high,

21. He interprets every unclear meaning of its vocabularies
And opens every locked one of its strongholds,

22. And were it not for Ahmad, the religion of Ahmad
Would not know which authentic and sound, and which unsound,

23. Nor would its preservers recognize between a connected transmission,
Raised through him, or one mursal and incomplete,

24. The reed pens of precedence craved him as a beloved,
So how strange is it for the unhurried predecessor!

25. They nurtured him to the noble horsemen, so there are horsemen
Whose pens suffice instead of carrying a tail,

26. When they capture ideas for the fingers they extend
Straight to literary compositions, not missing with a spear-thrust,

27. They are the family of Chosroes but their upbringing
Nurtured them to the Prophet's Family, the Messengers,

28. They have extensive houses of virtue along the Euphrates,
Spacious for the guest of glory, not in the abode of Juljul,

29. And it suffices them in guarding the ink as a matter of pride
He arose so he aims for the stars from the height,

30. The gifts flow from his cheerful face,
Blinking from the lightening of his merry eyes,

31. The oceans of knowledge overflow from his wit,
So if you are thirsty, resort to the best spring,

32. Of a rhyme never created in a poet's expression,
And a verse never composed by one who sends messages,

33. And God has expressions He sanctified which He observes in him,
As if pearls, if they were stars, their nights

34. Would be overtaken by the dawn when it emerges,
The sons of caprice are incapable of every problem,

35. Not the sons of caprice, the crew of Ibn Muqbil!
Oh Ahmad, the praiseworthy from every speaker,

36. On every meaning in the termination of every abode,
Days envied you, so you do not cease to be

37. The hope of the noble visitor and traveler,
The holidays return to you a thousand, its like,

38. And if you wish a thousand after that, so desire!