1. O you whose youth adorned the heart of the club,
And whose love was in lyrics and hearts,

2. The men gathered to bid you farewell traveling,
Away from them, and your mention fills every heart,

3. They appointed you as their judge and deemed your rule good,
So it was deemed good by the consensus of witnesses,

4. In an adornment loyalty composed its beauty,
And its purpose from it is the greatest purpose,

5. With honor, so this is no farewell, it is
The feast of integrity, the most generous feasts,

6. A feast uniting the ascent of your happiness,
You subjugated the enemies and the shame of enviers,

7. Good is the reward for one who kept his covenants,
And observed the nation’s pacts and countries,

8. Good is the reward for one who awaited his Lord,
In protecting honors and safety of servants,

9. Good is the reward for one whose opinion illuminated,
The dawn of reform at the eve of corruption,

10. Good is the reward for one whose regulation,
Is in truth, above promise and appointment,

11. O gatherer of opposites, the most wondrous is how,
Can the gathering of opposites be thus?

12. Can the rule in its masters be thus?
Can valor in lions be thus?

13. Can the hand’s help while being curative as the dew,
Can determination while being a flint for kindling be thus?

14. Can the judgment thus, no towering of the proud,
Suffices it, nor reassurance of the submissive,

15. Can the evidence in the path of justice from,
The sword of the prince to the sickle of the harvester be thus?

16. You were extreme in your love of the poor commendably,
With my brother hardship, weak in oppression,

17. None deserved more than an equitable carer,
Who guards his steps with kindness and integrity,

18. Be gentle with him and remembering his favor,
Or mercy for his relentless misery,

19. He who opened conquests for kings,
With his gifts of money and children,

20. He upon whose shoulders no throne stood,
Except by his strength and pillars,

21. He upon whose hands no glory of a nation,
Was built except by his hands and arms,

22. But the grateful are few, and for man,
This abode remains the abode of hostility,

23. One who knows not what is for him and against him,
His protector wrongs him like a transgressor,

24. And truth rises not without disputed,
Accusation and attribution,

25. If the unjust rides the steed of desire,
More unjust is the tamed steed,

26. Wondrous is that you meet a man walking,
Who tires while he is the Lord of steeds,

27. And more wondrous is the claim to the glory of an ignorant individual,
Or one carried by a group whose power combined,

28. All well-being is a lesson taken,
From the experience of forefathers and ancestors,

29. Cast your leadership to the honored elite,
But take their extremists with leadership,

30. O server of his nations with wisdom,
Whose traces remain on settlements,

31. How much brilliance in groups appears wandering, but you see morals in individuals,
Judge with your opinion initiating traditions,

32. Which in disagreement are lighthouses for pioneers,
One who emulates them will say this rule,

33. Ruled it the servant of the Guide.