1. Restrain yourself, your status is unlike mine
And your palace, I'm not obedient to the one who prohibited me

2. For if you could see a sand dune
Wrestling its sides with a rod of bent wood

3. And a sailor facing the saltiness at night
I suffer from his love what I suffer

4. You blamed the one who gets attached from attachment
And preferred misguidance in the misguided ones

5. And how often I crept stealthily with my friends
On one wearing unkempt woolen garment

6. I sing the basil of the gentle breeze as a cure
For the apple cheeks' redness that is rosy

7. When my hand tilted with the cup it was pushed back
By the reddish palms of the fingers of the branches

8. Look through the transparent glass and see with your eye
What I drank and who served me

9. You find the morning sun approaches with a sun
To me from the ambergris Chosroes scent

10. The tipsiness of the morning are lovers
And the luckiest of them is the Sabbath of festivals

11. Winter came yearning for it
And quenched the continuing thirst

12. It cheers us with its narcissus and comes near
The place of roses and saffron

13. From his generosity, the urging of penitents
And hastening the seconds and the minutes

14. With the auspice of Al-Mu'tazz’s caliphate
The lies of wishes became true to us

15. His gifts make us self-sufficient, satisfying
The heart from worries and griefs

16. More enticing than the lightning of hoped rain
Making loved ones near and far dear

17. The faces bowed to the beauty of a face
Indicating his good morals

18. And the subjects saw up close
The successful position among them

19. Joy would have returned to them
And the beauty of time returned as before

20. And the kingdom became more splendid and illuminated
With the most splendid of the fierce tribe of Hinjan

21. And Mansur who was helped against the enemies
With the harm of the most violent war

22. Indeed, the postman came narrating a saying
Eloquent in wording, clear in meaning

23. If the news belittled you from afar
He scattered it, so what do you think of seeing it?

24. The rebels were destroyed and torn apart
By Allah's swords from Thaw and Aan

25. And the mountains of incense cracked from them
On a day like the day of Nahrawan

26. The treacherous deluded one fled seeking
Safety at any moment, no safety

27. Fearing to glance back, though he readied
His glance for the glance of the spearhead

28. He disowned his caliphate and turned away
As if the slave runs in a bet

29. And his subjects before were only
A mix of goats and sheep

30. Commander of the Faithful, you have lived among us
The dear kingdom, protected in position

31. You are the first in every virtue
We count and Abdullah is second