1. He who spent the night wrapped in the train of my robe
No harm touched him in the desolate lands

2. And he who is my servant in the shade of my station
Without him are the sun and the moon on fire

3. I am the son of a people whom God established their pulpit
They rose above people, whether absent or present

4. Purified, their clothes are immaculate
Prayers run upon them wherever they are mentioned

5. The angels of God above the highest recognize them
And the silent horizons, deserts, and settlements

6. The blossoms of glory stand wherever they reside
And lions are frightened in the forests if they tread

7. How often they ripped an eyelash of their denier
By the meaning of the eyelash, his life was lost

8. The Bountiful of the ancients poured into them from of old
Its content came in verses and suras

9. Their news and their highness are beyond their informer
And how many an informer is there beyond the news

10. The people of hearts when called and how many groups
Among people when their facade is called, it is but an image

11. To Ali we grew a purified faction
And all our forefathers in their clay were purified

12. Our virtues shone despite our denier
And some of us, at the core of his heart, contemplated

13. So stick to our protection and do not roam freely
For our matter was aided by destiny

14. Zayd with Bakr time goes on victorious
And we, by God—God is most Great—are victorious