1. Tell the wind's passage from Idm,
And our nights in Thi Salam,

2. My night has been long in the love of a moon,
Who slept while I did not sleep.

3. And my father's life from evil,
Of sweet breath and conduct.

4. Are equal to what his glance contains
And what my body holds of illness.

5. I have not wiped my eyelids of vigilance,
And I have protected my heart from anguish,

6. And if I assaulted out of drowsiness,
I retaliate with what I hold of patience

7. And an imagination, if it walked misleading,
Not with the patience of youth from harm

8. So God irrigated our resting place,
Between the perishing of grief and peace

9. And the rain clouds cried over it
Between a watering place and lute.

10. So how many complaints we have there
And how much whispering and poetic meters,

11. And reciprocal embraces
Between an embracing one and a veiled one

12. With words whose facets are delicate,
Scattered or prose.

13. So we contracted hand in hand,
And we pledged mouth to mouth,

14. And we took revenge for our oppressions
And took the taking of an arbiter.

15. And a branch bends with him walking,
From its side the light of a smiling one.

16. And I took the cup from his hand,
So we picked roses from the meadows

17. And his pearls of speech equal
His beauty of an orderly pearl necklace

18. My hearing became deaf to censure in it
And the son of sixty is brother to the deaf

19. So it shows me I do not see preventing
From infatuation while love is blind

20. Where is what I suffered from fervor
Where is what I spent from blames

21. Where is what gains I made from hope
Does it fold me into pain

22. Do I have with me today anything of it
Except the long striking of old age from regret

23. Every quenched one to thirst
Every existence to non existence

24. What embracing without splitting
What rope without fraying

25. Oh from insomnia in the night
And behind wellness from illness

26. Time has inclined away from me a life honor has flourished
A shorter age to old age

27. It wreaked havoc on the line of excuse with it
Sparks that have flown in ashes

28. And the whiteness of life accompanies
The blackness of excuses and blames

29. And his poverty's touch sufficed me
That time broadcasts my frustration

30. No, by the glory and generosity
By the shining sword and pen

31. A vow fully upright
And a vow itescorted from a vow

32. Time cannot obtain from my side
And by Ibrahim I take refuge

33. The independent imam whom
The pillar of generosity and bounty's house

34. And the illuminated celestial body by him
In my darknesses of darkness

35. The lifespan filled from honor
Which settled as a towering mountain to eternity

36. And a generosity spreading his hand
With the long hand from blessings

37. From Quraysh in the pith and from
The eminent youths at the summits

38. The state which stood on footing
Bore the swagger of speech by him

39. It rose in every problematic issue
By the presence of fortune in the servants

40. And it was guided in every unknown issue
By Abu Ishaq from a banner

41. What a horseman from Najd
If he unsheathed from a cutting sword

42. And he cloaked himself in it angrily
With an unbroken sword

43. With it one day two swords were unfurled
Elevated which are not brittle

44. How much did it gallop and spill
His two blades from mighty blood

45. And the elevated sword here
Is an emblem leading to resolve

46. And leader men, eminent
Who descended from the station of cowardice

47. And they came down from their positions
And their horses roamed with them

48. So the army deserted a bare faced king
Veiled from a veiled face

49. A forward charging intrepid one
Striking with the swords, storming

50. And by them whatever from
Words of dishonor or quarrel took place

51. It does not present other than one oppressed
And censured without breaking to pieces

52. Patience in God, hoping
Reliant on God, steadfast

53. In the guarantee of Mashrafi by it
An occurrence to the Arabs among the non-Arabs

54. A massacre among the Romans destructive
The glory of the Romans and idols has appeared

55. The dual strike collects by it
Between the Rums' fleeing and rubble

56. Homs' right to rejoice by it
Its land from a knowledgeable scholar

57. And clouds beneath its horizon
Flashing good tidings without doubt

58. It did not initiate except you saw by it
An old man’s wisdom in the generosity of youth

59. His face remained dewed vigilantly
While he is intelligent, a flame of discernment

60. His determination ridiculed the star
And his good fortune disdained the blood money

61. The soul of a clinging man from it
With confidence from invincibility sought refuge

62. And it sought refuge in its enclosure
With the mosque’s sanctuary