1. I repeat the sweet talk of the one who dwells on the hillside
Perhaps it will cool the ardour caused by the burning wind

2. Beware mentioning my darling, for he
Is sufficient for my jealousy, needing no explanation

3. My two boon companions, I do not forget when I came to her abode
Alone, stealing steps into the thickets of the wings

4. The little bird peeps out at me angrily and the heart of the stately one
Bristles with rage along with the butting

5. My feet have not trodden on anything but thorns
And my palms have not grasped anything but a spear

6. I try to gain her glance, not out of doubt
And seek her favor, not by bribery

7. And were it not for the spreading of the publishing from the folds of her mantle
And the shining of her sides, I would have wandered till dawn

8. So the fluttering of my startled heart awakened her
And the war of fate turned in her into peace

9. She came to me - how amazing - like the daughter of Muhammad
When the feast of Breaking the Fast was held in the field of the tower

10. Behold! He is the pasha whom the kings of the world have acknowledged
For his nature and noble manners

11. When you look at him you would say that compared to him
The rest of the rulers are just riffraff

12. He has endured every hardship to gain praise
Which the birds in the air sing of on the sand dunes

13. And he brought out in this reign every wonder
Which the birds in the air sing of on the sand dunes

14. We saw him, when he bade farewell to fasting, returning
While the feast of Breaking the Fast was approaching joyfully

15. He looked out from between the pillars as
The face of righteousness looks out from behind good advice

16. And he stood to give greetings, approaching
As the Yemeni Pillar stood up to be touched

17. And he held out his palm for kissing, and had it
Passed over a wounded man, it would have healed his wound

18. Without doubt, when we touched his right hand
We won the treasure of good fortune from the essence of profit

19. So O clouds whose palm sheds
Pearls and hail, spreading rainwater

20. And O sword with which
The necks of the treasonous were cut without wounds

21. Such are the traits of every weak-spirited ruler
Whose nature stops at cowardice and meanness

22. While you were blessed with this feast where each season
After it is purer and greater in success

23. I take refuge in God that there be any stigma
Apart from it having come after the conquest

24. So it faced from your supporters smiling like a flower
And met those who opposed you in utter ugliness

25. And make long your days in this palace which makes
Joy for you rise high from its corners

26. Its bracelets like twisted vines let down tresses
And were it not for bashfulness they would lean towards you in madness

27. You see every white leather cushion leaned
Upon its like in the courtyard vying in generosity

28. They have fastened the waists tightly like
They wanted them all to call people to work

29. And they have carved on the surface a design like
Fragments of the wick of night at first dawn

30. And they stand on the platform of brilliance as though
It were made of ice but it lacks coldness

31. Marvels have appeared in marvelous ways and are sheathed
Works of the one with sheaths lie in the rubbish heap

32. While the enclosure aspires to rival them in its state
And how far is the acacia with sweet-smelling flowers!

33. And how many like them do you have in spreading wonders
When they reach your position he who contends despairs of life

34. Does he who aspires to rival you in resolution not fear
That the test will distinguish the fresh from the salt?

35. You have sent it (the poem) as a plan to East and West
With which pens will write your glory on tablets

36. So you continuously display each time a wondrous thing
Which pleases minds at the start and ends in praise