1. Let the composition of all love poetry cease,
In every eyelid lined with kohl.

2. For the sweetness of rhyme has changed,
And the salt of song turned bitter.

3. Modesty has folded up its carpet,
And the ignorance of the foolish spreads corruption.

4. The heads of piety and virtue,
Lie beneath ignorant feet.

5. The brother of chivalry and manliness,
Is like a neglected letter.

6. And people reveal their hypocrisy,
In the grip of an intricate affliction.

7. So turn away and distance yourself from them,
If you seek deliverance in isolation.

8. And accompany your journey with travel by night,
In the wings of a dark, tranquil night,

9. Until the horizons shine out for you,
Like a radiant bride unveiled.

10. Especially Acre, which was honored,
With the best and most eminent.

11. Its lord, whose determination,
Is above the loftiest peaks.

12. Magnanimous, if you meet him,
You find the greatest spring.

13. And see in him the finest nature,
Gentler than the breeze at dusk.

14. And if the millstone of war turns,
He is a fierce lion uneasy to provoke.

15. As if he is a full moon, rising
In clouds of gathered darkness.

16. His enemies are like insects,
And his side like Indian aloeswood.

17. Keen, his views appear,
Made to solve the difficult.

18. He is gentle in goodness, like a soft breeze,
And dignified like a withering stalk.

19. He ascended and left his envious detractors,
In the lowest hollow.

20. Sublimely unique, the mother of settlements,
After him shall never again conceive.

21. It is as if he is of the finest calibre,
Among people, with no equals.

22. He claims no likeness to him,
Among people, except the twisted and corrupt.

23. So I headed to his side,
In a time of peril and crisis.

24. And I heard his ambitions say,
Like an awakening call:

25. “No sword but Dhu al-Faqar,
And no youth but Ali!”