1. My soul yearns for the tender eyes
And the beautiful faces like gardens

2. Time has come between me and their days
With its whiteness that adorns my parting

3. She glanced at the gathered ones
So I lured them with aloofness

4. The tender eyes chance upon
And take notice of the tender hearts

5. Indeed the whiteness of the white
Followed them for forty mornings

6. Not a whiteness of gray hair
Which took the form of bright whiteness

7. The blackness of youth is like decoration
And the shine of whiteness like prominence

8. One hunts the gazelles
While the other, their gazelles flee to scatter

9. Strange that youth stones so it hits
While the innocent gray hair is aloof or met with harshness and disdain

10. The singing of the black hair over its owner
Is like the singing of the musical anklet over the sick

11. Clothing in which there is the joy of pride
And it remains while the joy fades

12. A deception and then panic, if this
Is true, due to much shaking

13. The overwhelming of misguidance veiled me
And I have dived with the divers

14. Youth brought me, running on a
Hidden path, its pace jogging

15. And gray hair moves slowly over the man
Unless his destined death takes him sooner

16. And laxity has befallen a man
Struck by the arrow of blaming and disdain

17. Count the mention of youth and the shame in it
And be determined to be patient like the son of Mudas

18. Verily, the mention of praise when
It makes you a leader in desire is not praiseworthy

19. The rents of youth were the nights' bites
And after loans comes repayment

20. And you will recover it through time
Nay, through grief, nay, through a complainer

21. The best of youth are the sons
Of generosity for the buyer or the borrower

22. A group that youth betrays and they fulfill
And the contract-makers are not like the confounders

23. Of people you see virtues in them
God's dye, not qualities to be dispraised

24. Lords, if you ask the brother of affection
He will not cease to praise them

25. Glory excelled in them so He granted them
The praise of their lover and hater

26. They remain preferred over the people
By the judgment of the dissatisfied and satisfier

27. With benevolence, the volunteering of nobility
They maintain, not a pretense

28. Their market and the market of the traders
Of praise only diverged in agreement

29. Sustenance was made like springs in the world
And their hands to it like duty

30. They give rights without contesting them
So the givers were ransomed from the confounders

31. How we endured from the years winters
That crush the bone after the withering of the perishing

32. How we went while their white hands upon us
Were like the slipping ropes of the shaker

33. Enough, more than counting, over counting
Or one accustomed to sewing and ripping

34. O you seeker of benevolence, unwavering
Clear utterance, fluent speech

35. Benevolence was lost from us, so when
We sought it, we found it in the sons of generosity

36. Whose water-skins of travel for the auspicious among them
When they drink and the vast meadows when they rest

37. They descended from the glory of honor
A step in its long, ample robes

38. Bestowing wealth sometimes and other times
Amassing wealth for honor

39. Not ceasing to leave the heap as ruins
And build the edifices of ruins

40. A giver who has not ceased to pour upon us
With his right hand continuous, abundant grace

41. So spread, O hand, every land to the outstretched
From his extended, long grace

42. If the heavens trail a train
It will meet one from Ali pouring unto it

43. No aspirations ascend except to him
Then release the reins of aspirations

44. Abu Al-Hasan Al-Muhsin's hand healed me
Until I was healed after convulsion

45. His palm was released for my benefit
So my praise of him was released without reluctance

46. He restrained time for me though it was wicked
So it walked me in moderation after resistance

47. And stability settled under me though it
Was severely shaking and jostling

48. Then Abu Muhammad Al-Mahmoud succeeded it
Among us other than the abundant, pouring earth

49. The benefactor, the beautified, each
Not like people beautifying parts

50. From a youth, if I approved the people's barter for him
I would be wronging with the arbiters

51. So a man quenched my thirst, whom you see the abundance of the sea with him
A basin among basins

52. Denying violence yet he is most violent to fate
And its events than pelters

53. And he sees every deceitful one as menstruating
Strangely, from a reminder, one menstruating

54. And if able, he disrobes from forbearance
And dawns in his ample, flowing shirt

55. Evading sins that led him
And carried him away completely

56. And for him is the firm footing
That if it hit, it did not detach from a husky, strong man

57. Whenever the brightness of an idol shone
He clung to it, melting into it

58. And after that he has a strike you see whiteness
Crumbling from it however it crumbles

59. Emptying skulls of people trenches
Of perished noble trenches

60. And before that and after he has a fight
With purpose, aiming the shooters

61. And if he uses cunning, a means
That blinds every blindness

62. Hearing every heartbeat in a heart
With an attentive, pulsating heart

63. You find the young cub among them
Clarifying that in him before paleness

64. How many positions they have in war
The faces whiten for them however much whitening

65. And suitable for that are the sons of Kisra
And are lionesses forgetful of tearing?

66. Those are its fangs as warriors
And its claws have not met a pubescent teenager

67. Then how many seclusions they have where they give birth to
Insights where the peeking one cannot enter at all

68. They shake mysteries by instinct when
Sights are blinded from the peeker

69. And they tame the insurgent ones when
They become stubborn on the tamers

70. For they are in singing, bytes, and heroism
The snakes of sneakiness, the lions of wastelands

71. The kings prepared them and they were
For the excellent shooters, ample quivers

72. For facing a fierce, growling lion
And accommodating a cunning, creeping serpent

73. The remainder of truth, though it expires, leaves
An heir, so its expiring is not expiring

74. It transcends vengeance deliberately for
Forgiveness like the serpent without haste

75. Relaxing from vengeance, relaxing
Its seekers from exertion

76. So if vengeance meets them one day
The rich complained of its conception without labor

77. Bringing safe fruits without
The rival of miscarriage thwarting

78. Those recovering honor compete to it
And find a flowering, fragrant meadow

79. Not ceasing to leave the heap and build
The edifices of ruins

80. A giver who did not stop pouring upon us
With his two right hands continuous grace

81. So spread, O hand, every land to the outstretched
From his extended, long grace

82. If the heavens trail after the void
It will meet one from Ali pouring unto it

83. No aspirations tighten except to it
Then release the reins of aspirations

84. Abu Al-Hasan Al-Muhsin's hand cured me
Until I was cured after convulsion

85. His palm released for my benefit
So my praise released unrestrained

86. He restrained fate for me though wicked
So it walked me in moderation after resistance

87. And stability settled under me though it was
Severely shaking and jostling

88. Then followed Abu Muhammad Al-Mahmoud
Among us other than the abundant pouring earth

89. The benefactor, the benefiting, each
Not like people beautifying parts

90. From a youth, if I deemed the people's price for him
I would be wronging at the arbiters

91. So a man quenched my thirst, whom you see the sea's abundance with him
A basin among basins

92. Denying violence yet he is most violent on fate
And its events than stone throwers

93. And he sees every deceitful one menstruating
Strangely, from a reminder, one menstruating

94. And if able, he strips off forbearance
And dawns in his flowing, ample shirt

95. Shunning sins that led him
And totally immersed him

96. And for him is the footing
That if it hit, it did not detach from a husky, strong one

97. Whenever an idol's luster shone
He clung unto it, melting into it completely

98. And after that he has a strike you see whiteness
Crumbling from it however much crumbling

99. Emptying skulls of people trenches
Of noble perished trenches

100. And before that and after he has a strife
With purpose, aiming the shooters

101. And if he uses cunning, a means
That blinds every blindness

102. Hearing every heartbeat in a heart
With a listening, pulsating heart

103. You find the young cub among them
Clarifying that in him before paleness

104. How many positions they have in war
The faces whiten for them however much whitening

105. And worthy of that are Kisra's sons
And are lionesses forgetful of tearing?

106. Those are its fangs as warriors
And its claws have not met a pubescent teenager

107. Then how many retreats they have where they give birth
To insights where the peeking cannot enter at all

108. They shake the unseen by instinct when
Visions are blinded from the peeker

109. And they tame the insurgents when
They become stubborn on the tamers

110. For they are in valor, bytes, and heroism
The snakes of cunning, the lions of wastelands

111. The kings prepared them and they were
For the excellent shooters, ample quivers

112. For facing a fierce, roaring lion
And indulging a sly, creeping serpent

113. The remainder of truth, though it expires, leaves
An heir, so its expiring is not expiring

114. It transcends vengeance deliberately to
Forgiveness like the serpent without haste

115. Relaxing from vengeance, relaxing
Its seekers from exertion

116. So if it meets them one day
The rich complained of its conception without toil

117. Bringing safe fruits without
The rival of abortion thwarting

118. Those recovering glory compete to it
And find a flowering, fragrant meadow

119. Not ceasing to leave the heap and build
The edifices of ruins

120. A giver who did not cease pouring upon us
With his two right hands continuous grace

121. So spread, O hand, every land to the outstretched
From his extended, long grace

122. If the heavens trail after the void
It will meet one from Ali pouring unto it

123. No aspirations ascend except to it
Then release the reins of aspirations

124. Abu Al-Hasan Al-Muhsin's hand cured me
Until I was cured after convulsion

125. His palm released for my benefit
So my praise released, no reluctance

126. He restrained fate for me though wicked
So it walked me rightly after resistance

127. And stability settled under me though
It was severely shaking and jostling

128. Then followed Abu Muhammad Al-Mahmoud
Among us other than the pouring, abundant earth

129. The benefactor, the beautified, each
Not like people beautifying parts

130. From a youth, if I approved the people's price for him
I would be wronging with the arbiters