1. A brother of mine from the horsemen of Persia whose hands
Fulfilled the great needs of my crisis and my wants

2. His sweet, clear sea has sufficed me
The roses of the roads and paths of high sand dunes

3. And As-Sadaqi is not in what we seek
Of the difficult ascent, coarse remedies

4. I milked praise for him, so he came generously
A clear messenger, gentle in temperament

5. Rhymes more beautiful than the goodness
Of stars lit by time in the night

6. And the greatest scheme and obvious loss
Is pearls cast down that are sent in glass