1. O father of the falcon, may God increase your glory
And generosity, though you have risen high in glory

2. Leaving no attainable heights beyond you
You are a sun that illuminated East and West

3. Your light reached us in beams
Through you our hopes returned, hopes that were once ambitions

4. God, the Caliph and all people witness
That you are the minister the Sultan trusts

5. Not to lose or take anything away
You are the generous one who when he gains good fortune

6. Is not stingy when attaining it
You gather war booty for the Caliph completely

7. With no stray threads lost from it
And when you take your share

8. You are not greedy in taking it
People begged you for gifts from your palm

9. To increase the more you live
It was coarse when you gave and it became

10. A skilled craft when collecting taxes
Wondrous are your hands and the war booty however

11. They gather the scattered threads of its beams
For they are sure to ruin money

12. Plundering it in shares
Lost are those who congratulate you for being

13. Appointed minister, a role you deserve
You are too high for one who says to you

14. Congratulating you on being appointed minister of loss
Rather people should congratulate you

15. On losses you preserved from vanishing
And subjects you protected after

16. Wolves shared in guarding them
Congratulations to you for protecting those you watched over

17. May God save their flock from being lost
And congratulations on the reward when

18. One in power is congratulated on gaining possessions
And excellent praise in you when it is

19. Made pleasing to listening ears
Nothing compares to the sight of you leading

20. Or the sound of your mention reaching ears
May God make your glorious ancestors

21. When ancestry competes, most triumphant