1. A house whose pillars we built of nobility
How good is life when we sing its praises

2. So ask the one who waters the valleys while alive
And comfort the heart by mentioning it

3. A house in which there was for the people of passion
The daughters of longing offer maidens

4. The shade grows in it
The sentiments of youth raise its children

5. Every chaste one whose heart overflows with passion
Pours out what it had dammed of its excuses

6. Oh my sorrowful intestines over a bier
Except for its remnants they are gone

7. Until before the hands of time
Its weakened fragments collapsed

8. Days that extract from my tears
The tender youthful dew of its excuse

9. And my prime with it in the hands of destiny
The potency of basil it presented to it

10. How wonderful is the army and a house in which
In the prime of life we tied it

11. Its twisted alleyways pulled
Spreading it with fragrance

12. Where we drank from cups of passion
That longing both killed and revived

13. And the age of time in one night
In us is the lifetime we counted it

14. In it the sides of darkness softened
But with a flash from its folds

15. The cheek and breeze from it
Turning it around intoxicated its eyes

16. He blamed me for describing it
And I said: Take from me its praise

17. I blame the rose only
A way of fate it does not transcend

18. For plucking it, its thorns, and its fragrance
Are for one who does not know its touch

19. Oh fate, how delightful a night it was
When we stole it from your heedlessness

20. In it we held a session of bliss
Not for cups we passed around

21. We spread for passions a veil
Of soft prose we wove

22. The breeze of dawn delighted
With the fragrance of its breaths

23. So repeat from its conversations
What it conveyed from its storehouses

24. And relate its inspirations
About the conduct of its rightly guided leader

25. Supporting what you relate from a meadow
Of grey hairs of praise we attained

26. For merit there are masters and each
Has a loftiness he ascends with

27. And all merit of our time
Is to the collector of its heights

28. To the caliph son of Hassan the riser
The most pious of creation it guided

29. Oh One of the age without peer
You left all people as shadows

30. Your knowledge is inspiration and all creation
Effort, and from your house one sought it

31. How many virtuous free women
Whose tongues of gratitude it refined

32. Your generosity is a flood and the ships of hope
With your name their course and harbor

33. Virtues heard in the softness
Greater than it within it its reflection

34. If the rain were attributed to people
Like you in generosity it would not transcend it

35. For it suns burst in its veins
Celebratory for hearing its call

36. And it assumed in every desire
The crescents of the garden in its handfuls

37. Picking either impairment or towards
Vitality it approaches so it drinks it

38. Requital for she who burdened the reward
With good deeds, her path is difficult

39. The noble sheikh, imam of guidance
Best of noble women of guidance her stature

40. No, she is the Kaaba in its veil
Moving her towards her prayers

41. He said aggrandizing her as she walked
The Merciful did not diminish her gait

42. If Eve had seen her asceticism
And asceticism is some of its traits

43. She would have wished over her many daughters
That none be born except her

44. Sins did not cling to her nor
With consequences did the gloom dirty her

45. The Merciful purified her, knowing her
And with piety and devotion He cleansed her

46. Chastity cleansed her deeds
And chastity was her consciousness of God

47. If the good of her deeds were distributed
Among the people of the world it would enrich them

48. Every ounce of wealth in her wealth
Did not know intoxication were it not for her

49. Bravo to her, mother of the stars of the sky
And the comets strike with her daughters

50. She is the mother of words
Adam before had received from her

51. Her branches grew lofty
From Fatima, the lofty of her lineage

52. All bloomed, branches bearing
Fruits, God knowing the care she took

53. About the like of her, earth never split
With prophecy, so ask its traits

54. From the clay of glory to the Pleased One
And Ja'far striking its veins

55. The two Ja'fars her house she built
White are its pillars atop its greenery

56. They are the stars of the religion, and Glory to He
Who in its horizon for guidance originated it

57. A glorious family, all walking
Its path, glory enlivened and delighted them

58. Their pride is that the Most High
Among them last as first

59. It is as if their manners are a garden
Dawned upon by the rising sun scattering its clouds

60. Their words fragrant in the gathering
As if musk's diffusion is their purpose

61. The people are God's subtlety in His land
From a mercy to creation He fashioned them

62. Generosity stretched out palms for them
The people of the world live by its blessings

63. The people of radiant faces, if they met
Their light the comets, it would extinguish them

64. I swear the age its eyelids
Were not opened except to see it

65. And its hearing was not split open
Until it comprehended good traits

66. From a holy white clay
God molded and sculpted it

67. As for the black clay, from its evil
Far from whitening are its traits

68. It flowed to precedence so they equaled
The predecessors of merit in its course

69. Among them as eyes, its right
Not preceding its left

70. Grasping and extending were equal for them
The fingers, their small and large

71. So O people of revelation and family of guidance
Its mountains, and God anchored them

72. To you, from the daughters of intimacy
A bride whose greeting enticed

73. Seeking your pardon for us
From a stumbling we undertook