1. To you, O Commander of the Faithful, I send
A message from the West to calm the tumults of the East

2. I pray to God to grant you the gift of sight
To see before me the wing of the Muslims against the sinful

3. He lent the reins of the two limping camels weakness
With his trembling hands, feeble wrists

4. He blamed the injustice of the Eastern countries
Upon us and sold the people, then fled hurriedly

5. In what he herded is the respite of a wicked immoral
With his other evil and the darkness of a thief

6. When his young men called to sin
His privacy with the dust instead of the youth

7. Effeminate in marriages and no reveler
And the monitor of young men and no mature

8. It provokes the lust of the mule from his arousal
And excites his testicles the shouting of young boys