1. O Khaled, of endless glories, as long
As shadows linger beneath the sky's expanse

2. God bless you! What ingenuity you showed
When you joined the ranks of the wise!

3. When dishonor draped you like a cloak,
Newly donned by the proud and eminent,

4. You offered yourself up to the poets' scorn,
So it might be said: "The poets lie!"

5. Do not pride yourself on what you have done,
For you have cured your woe with more woe,