1. When her phantom draws near at night
We spur our steeds across the desert

2. Though he paid me a visit while censuring me
Receive with love a censurer with complaint

3. He joins us while the night is tender in youth
And leaves when the paths of deprivation turn rough

4. Why do I accept the gentle one returning weakened
Traveling like a swift flashing lightning

5. Though once I had abandoned my lust for youth
And resolved to bid the fawn with anklets farewell

6. I went about aged, amused by nothing
And turned my glances from all jest

7. When her people called to misfortunes undeterred
And did not fear what the future held unseen

8. Until the pillars of faith collapsed and so
The nights tossed me about, distorting my shelter

9. I will recall him to a caravan when their riding beasts halt
And to a journey when the goal tires them

10. And to a hopeful searcher when a spring appears
But its basins did not overflow for him

11. If not for the order of faith, our flesh
Would be prey for eagles and beasts

12. A star remains from Isaac's sons
Gleaming when time turns with revolution

13. When he came and told me he had suppressed the enemy
I shouted hopes that purified my fervent cravings

14. And said to my friends hurry to the dawn, let's start early
With a Babylonian in a bottle, sparkling

15. He has a rising sun in the faces of drinkers after
He turns what is between joy and sorrow to the West

16. As if the swirling beads when floating
Are only pearls without holes

17. From my pleasant Syrian wines a delight rises
Whenever the plump goblet circulates intoxicating

18. So we remained a day whose amusing length he shortened
Happy, heeding not the blame of the warning critic

19. Toward us the flowers smile with joy
Flirting with the edges of the rouged fingertips

20. If you are a neighbor of Hussein then do not care
To please the complainer, leave time to rage

21. Brother of Azma, you sing when the matter darkens
Its aspects from the apathetic, withdrawn critic

22. And you rise above your enemies in attacks
And your views in a battle after battle

23. And you shoot them while the day still rages
With a lance rivalling spears in straightness

24. And victory accompanies you whispering to its banner
When it flutters like the circling bird

25. So blessed are the shooting stars when he attacks
Relieved are all in desolation headed to him

26. He says hello to the facile generous one
When misfortune distorts its kneading in welcome

27. And the grateful ones cast their belongings before him
With openness that the place is not used to fertile

28. I swore by the hands of the dancing girls to Mina
Rivalling the procession of wind in every bracelet

29. Upon them a youth whose travel and nightwalking shone on him
With anxiety from his fervent determination

30. He shook the tent peg when the hand of fate clung
To him from the rough plaited beard

31. He did not armor himself though the sun almost
Melted pebbles in the cool shade of the arched tent

32. He kept charging them and the horsemen charging him
Until we rescued them at the battlefield

33. If you undertook the ministry as a warrior
And stroked the dear wish of the zealous

34. Passion drew you to it and settled
Upon the best youth in the best position

35. Far between the two ministers - one retiring
Came to power willingly, and the other fatigued

36. Your father's pride is enough that you are his son
As he is foremost in pride from a father

37. You remained while the efforts continuously
Flocked refreshed and unfailing to you

38. While the enviers never stopped clothing their child
With worries, winding difficulties white-haired