1. For whom did the suns set in the horizons,
And rose between the knuckles of buttons?

2. The killers, whose eyelids in killing
Are sharper than the edges of swords.

3. They exposed me to illness when they passed by,
Swaying coquettishly like the fluttering flag.

4. If only they were horses fed with grains,
Adorned with beads of flowing tears.

5. The departing beloveds took away my love,
Leaving my heart hostage to passion and reminiscence.

6. The veils were lifted from gardens of beauty,
Untouched by the hands of rain.

7. She glanced at me with a blue, kohl-lined eye,
So the vigilant glanced back with a vicious, deadly eye.

8. How can I reach the wonders of a garden
Surrounded by fire for those seeking access?

9. God does not keep beauty distant out of hatred,
Sweet agony makes dangers tolerable.

10. So leave forever the banner of youth as my creed,
And listen to descriptions of the star of faith in my poems.

11. A king who shows you his gifts and beauty,
The overflowing oceans and radiance of moons.

12. Whenever I saw a prisoner of hardship,
I rescued him from adversity.

13. Time flowed gently for us by his kind nature,
Until it became like pouring water.

14. He brought back the émigrés like noble Arabians,
Redeeming the elegance of dawns.

15. Split between the crescent's beauty,
And the planet Saturn's might.

16. When he draws his sword it laughs eagerly,
When he forgives, wealth holds arrogance.

17. He is delighted by requests, as if
His asker quenched his thirst with a drink of life.

18. You see him on days of turmoil as if
He were an army on his own in battle.

19. His company contains only young heroes,
Seeking vast generosity and hospitality.

20. By his deeds, many a yellow man makes you forget
The actions of sharp white swords.

21. Like the hissing cobra, except
He alternates harm and benefit.

22. God protects you, you built heights of glory
That will not fade away over time.

23. You let your generosity flow like a sea from your right hand,
And sound principles stand by you.

24. When you make generosity your livelihood, you will keep
Reaping the fruits of gratitude, the best fruits.

25. You have resolves no swords can match,
How can they be counted when the stars are not?

26. They prevail when you prevail them, as if
They come to pass along with destiny.