1. Your struggle is accepted, and your year is rewarding,
But will you not struggle for the sake of glory?

2. You struggle for luck but fate lies with the enemy,
So why bother with this, for this is all the same.

3. Congratulations on a blessed return from holy war,
Sufficient for people are heavens and its fulfiller.

4. When our Master comes to a land he comes to possess,
Chaste, brave, decisive, successful he comes.

5. And if his black script shows in paper,
The night says to dawn your color is obscuring.

6. For your dark brown pens humility came,
And towards their sheaths hastened the swords.

7. You descended upon the mighty fortress,
So no longer care who the calamities befall.

8. You brought down on it siege equipment,
As traps were brought down on ferocious lions.

9. You shook it with fear and dread,
So it started favoring less than it can carry.

10. Behold an army opening victory for the young falcon
Coming with what no previous ones could.

11. So how much did the infidel Taqfur sing "Oh impregnable fortress do not crumple”
And if he looked with longing to you, the tribes.

12. He said to him "Silence! You have not seen what I see,
And it is easiest for me to turn away from you".

13. “Have you not seen what has befallen me from their fighting
And I have no fault other than my superiority and virtues”.

14. So he became from the injustice of the siege as if he were
A brother of falling or rising aggression.

15. You pelted them with the stones of the mangonel,
So the pebbles, rocks and bricks took pride.

16. Stones of Sijil before which the moon is apprehensive
About itself, and the star in the west is leaning.

17. You returned and to the evident conquest hastened,
And the capabilities were broken among the armored ones.

18. Your swords made the polytheists’ fighting disperse,
For the sword is none other than its sheath and conception.

19. By my life, Taqfur was an obstacle,
And reaching him falls short for the reaching ones.

20. And he was the greatest apostate from Islam,
So he was tied up until his standing was heavy.

21. He craved so he craved the opening of conquest,
And O soul be resolute, your time is fleeting!

22. The mighty fortress sang to him "I possessed you,
Even if above the highest of heights you descend".

23. And your beautiful patience made my length seem short before you,
And before infinity, even the lengthening falls short.