1. Take down the saddles, for the journey has worn them out,
Neither horses nor camels have been assigned this travel.

2. You have reached the ultimate goal, so you have enough,
This one whose highness is proverbial.

3. This is the king, the full moon Al-Malik al-Muzaffar, the best young man,
In whom the aspirations of the hopeful were fulfilled.

4. This one who if his open-handedness contends with
The outpouring of the seas, they would not retain a single drop.

5. This one who if the ferocity of the forest lion meets his support,
It would not settle down except where the thorns and salty bushes grow.

6. This one who people know by his munificence and valor,
And by his piety everyone who wears robes and slippers.

7. This resolute one whose utmost requests
Have no bounds and his slightest concerns are the planets.

8. All people altogether are this one, and no wonder,
The most virtuous of all creation is one man.

9. God is the Greatest! Time came apologizing
To me, asking me for pardon and imploring.

10. And how often before has it wronged me and burdened me
With what does not concern me, neither she-camel nor stallion.

11. Alas, O Time, if only your excuse was appropriate
And the rough terrain and mountains did not disappear from my eyes.

12. Gratitude for this is due to the Master, not falsely,
Every obedient servant of whom complies with His command.

13. And every king on the face of the earth
Is subservient to his glorious purpose.

14. The foremost of all people in every respect
Is the one who is titled so, let the contention cease.

15. Horses on the day of battle know his assault,
Where because of it the valiant becomes incapacitated.

16. How many horsemen under the shadow of banners it left
With one blow that did not spare the curved part of his neck.

17. It imagines conditions from the zeal in its soul,
While before there is no might nor power in it.

18. It says when the sword splits its neck:
"Woe to my wife and mother," and talks nonsense.

19. It turns around and raves deliriously in its turning
Until it seems to be facing the direction opposite to it.

20. While the eagle in the air constantly says to it:
"For every soul, no matter how long the respite, there is an appointed time."

21. And how many a blow by which the stricken one dies
While the blade works in him before it exits.

22. Pure smiter, blessed striker, assailer of the battalion, no unmanliness and no weakness.
The old man of youth, despoiler of war, awe of desire, lively in munificence, hastening.

23. Decisive in purpose, observer of booty, hit the crime, kicking back injustice.
He laid the foundations of a kingdom, had Chosroes and Alexander managed it, stratagems would have failed them.

24. After it was said kingdom was lost and its ties were severed,
And the highways and roads became the same.

25. And some people said kingdom turned away
From its people, and that is how regimes change.

26. Away with a perception which encompassed all superstition, and their minds
Still get accustomed to it despite the ignorance.

27. Do they not know that had al-Malik al-Muzaffar been returned,
Even with the soaring heights, they would not have had any sense.

28. And how can there be fear for a kingdom whose banner
Is tied with glory, and around it encampments and brave warriors?

29. A kingdom that endured what no muscular and heavyweight beast
Could bear, yet it carried.

30. Its steed is lightning, and its determination thunderbolts,
And its sword destiny in its glance is instant death.

31. It marched in the morning through Gemini speaking,
Having spent the night while Gemini was setting.

32. When the suns of its plains rise, they only
Set over the heads of the enemies.

33. And if the stars of its heights shine, they do not
Disappear except where there is cheating and fraud.

34. Valiant in battle, revealing annihilation, seeker of kingship,
Through it realms are sublime.

35. And an inauspicious day which its evil obscures the sun,
Until it seems the morning has been engulfed by roots.

36. As if the white has wandered astray while praying,
In it the lightning of pouring rain, its thunder rumbling.

37. And the arrows tell, mimicking the shooting stars, and the horsemen
Vie in unsheathing.

38. And the spears in the air depict for the one who imagines them
Sparks in their tips, flames blazing.

39. Walking with the gait of a mirage, no unsteadiness
Tarnishing it in its advance, nor laziness.

40. With a sword that if it rose up in a blow on a bosom
It would be said, here from old was a mountain.

41. When he smiles on a day of battle
With his palm, necks and hills weep.

42. So he cracked the zeal of the enemies with a crack that quiets
Ears because its impact made them ring.

43. A massive bull that when calm, causes no corruption,
And if enraged, even thorns are continually consumed.

44. A sea that hides ruins and its foaming surge,
Yet the sea here is but a simile of him and its little water.

45. If counted as generosity then who is Hatim and who Herim,
Or if counted as glory then who is fortress and who is protector.

46. O criticizer, do not blame him for generosity, let one
Who loves altruism not be tied down with rebuke.

47. And do not turn away a generous one from his nature,
Good natures are a gift from the Lord Most High.

48. Through it Mosul the humped became prosperous and
The means of living expanded for its inhabitants.

49. It became a paradise one would not wish around it
Fences, even if its cotton pickers were transferred to the abode of eternity.

50. And it suffices him pride that through him
The imam is righteous, and through him his status is revered.

51. Our Imam al-Nasir the Guide, regarding whom
The servants did not differ, nor did the messengers bring about it.

52. A caliph who if not for his love
No one would kiss the work of the obedient.

53. He whom the Compassionate obligated obedience to,
And other than him there is no duty nor supplementary.

54. So he lives whatever he wills, not what his envious one wills,
In a state whose star is connected with good fortune.

55. O king who enriches us with his grants
When kings are stingy with the least grants.

56. The concern which the nobles debase themselves drove me
From the land of Bahrain to you.

57. How much unknown peril, little rest and roaming
I endured apart from you, and with me are nourishment and disease.

58. Spending my provision, mount, and greying me
Did the fear and alarm for the enmity of my beloved.

59. And I reached the open expanse after suffering,
And there is none I rely upon except your eminence.

60. You remained in secluded honor, safe
From events, accompanied by dignity.

61. And may your wretched envious enemy live miserably
And die while the meanness is still in his skin.

62. And good is my belief in you and what is praised of you
Came to me while the misleading times make ignorant.

63. Month after month after four months
To the wave and sailing vessels I was busy.

64. The least of which is rest without benefit,
And rest whose benefit its occupation does not bring about hope.

65. And how many a king I missed in my seeking you
Who if I wanted drink and food, I have them.

66. I exhausted my provision, mount, and greying
Has worked upon me, fear and alarm for my beloved.

67. And I have reached the spacious vicinity after suffering
And there is none I rely upon except your eminence.

68. You remained in towering inaccessible isolation
From events, accompanied by dignity.