1. The radiance of the full moon appeared from within the cold
And it blossomed, so the pearls were scattered about

2. It passed by like a breeze, so if one pure of heart
Had glanced towards it, he would have died of passion

3. The morning breeze carried it away, so it swooned
And leaned like a slender branch bends

4. And how wondrous that the generous lady belongs
To the Turks, though her glances are attributed to India

5. Its advent described the dawn’s emergence to us
And the redness of that cheek described the red rose

6. And that slender shape told us about a gazelle’s neck
And that chaste bosom told of an egg in a breast

7. I had not known before love a wily child
Who hunts the hearts of lions and tender rose

8. When she saw me in the city with my mouth agape
Towards her, as tears flowed down my cheek

9. She glanced at me but did not miss, and passed but did not turn
So I said, as my heart melted from the intensity of passion

10. Take my blood from that gazelle, for she
Shot me with my own arrow, purposely killing me

11. But do not kill her, for I am her slave
And in my doctrine, the free man is not killed for a slave

12. May God protect the days that have passed and the moment
Stolen by their thief, as the mind strayed from righteousness

13. Without their protection, every mighty warrior
Roams, attacking bands of heroes

14. I say to whoever owns those domes, taking refuge
Like one remembering Salma, while the conscience is in India

15. So it was said: They are people who are the finest in existence
And the pinnacle of nobility in honor and glory

16. Kings of the Turks whose lands
Were guarded by the Syrian bow and the Indian sword

17. Among these proud people of lofty origin, if they conquer
They destroy, and if they give, they give bountifully

18. So I said: My soul, you have risked with foolishness
And sold, for the Turks, a heart without worth

19. Do you hope for riches, O Suhail, when you always
Intend to gain health and cure from the lion's mouth?

20. She said, hush! Why do I see you, O brother of nobility
Accusing while you have not demonstrated, O cold flint?

21. You are Yemeni in origin and fresh in branches
And pure in mother, father, and ancestors

22. And you, when the generous call, are called
With a brilliant, unmatched knowledge

23. You are trusted with calamities, a glistening white
And you are, among the lofty, a centerpiece

24. Naught but poverty is a vice in you, but rather
A man is blamed for villainy even if he is highborn

25. There is no doubt that money passes and goes
And boasting of money is the trait of the vulgar

26. So rise and call upon, for the critical matter, a brother of nobility
And take pleasure in one noble in origin, of olden covenant

27. A man who gave generously while his wealth was abundant
And diffused benevolence and virtue, near and far

28. A generous man - whenever I praise him I praise him while people
Are with me, and whenever I blame him, I blame him alone

29. He came to us out of longing for him, and came to us
At his own discretion, without condition or promise

30. Bringing good tidings of our lord, bringing good tidings, and they
Are tidings that delight the soul more than candy

31. So welcome O lion who has come armed
And welcome O sword, ask about the sheath

32. And welcome O unveiled full moon
And welcome O rain, generosity, and plenty

33. And welcome O generosity, benevolence and loftiness with which
He has rightly prided himself over all possessing glory

34. Take it, for it has come to you uniquely exquisite
It rang the platform of joy at the rise of fortune

35. You complain of the trials of youth
But complaint may benefit every friendly soul

36. O inheritor of my affliction, O son of Yusuf
For I have wasted away from the intensity of youth and passion