1. I yearn, O gazelle, has a lover returned
Toying with souls or worshipping?

2. Do your eyes believe our souls
Are confined to paths of its noble lightning?

3. Rather, the multitude of lovers deludes him
That the past of their souls will return

4. Gently, Abu Al-Hassan, lest you mourn him
And excel me in praying for him, praising

5. We are the sons of passionate love and for us is
The pride of the gentle and lasting

6. And how many raids on the brink
Do we launch from which we return with the coveted booty

7. Those were covenants that have not been distant
The edge of nights from us while lying down

8. And the days have not separated us
Rather, we thought our union is one

9. If only the residents of Aleppo would know
My state and the state of those who miss them

10. Hopefully watching the delegation of Levant
He may see them with the eye of the sleeper

11. I left it as my abode by consent of a time
That has not stopped being generous to the virtuous

12. I went out with the mail, hoping
That the nights will clear and the corrupt will be fixed

13. To the settlement of glory and its source
The wishes returned and the goal of the seeker

14. The delight of Islam, its protector
And the supporter of the religion of guidance the next morning

15. It brings to life the splendor of science
An opportunity for the virtuous and agony for the envious

16. I have delighted in it while my heart is cracked
By the injustice of my stagnant fate

17. You have done, O fate, what you have done, so what is the excuse
In the presence of the most just of creatures

18. Just rule is one of his resolutions
It has triumphed over fate, so the sitter sufficed

19. And your enviers have become confused
As if they are blind without a leader

20. Lord of rhymes whose pearls
Wish to be adorned by the fasting

21. When contemplated, you will find a young man
With meteors of thought hunting him down

22. His requesters outpace the cattle from him
So he is not seen postponing or promising

23. Far from him, as he is the vast sea, to
Issue therewith paucity of supply

24. Created like the meadows of early spring
Bending from dream, so he attacked the table

25. Say what you wish of his virtues
The wonders of the sea have no denier

26. A branch whose origins have passed and their glory
Remains and they are gone and their merit witnessed

27. To you, Shaykh of Islam, I have come
With transports carrying eternal praise

28. Followed by the purest prayers that descend
With good fortune while its worry ascended

29. Time has inflicted its anklets upon him
And grasped him with palms and forearms

30. Hopefully a glance towards him from an eye of the Most High
An eye that sees his solid grandfather

31. And I commend to the people of manners, seeking help
Helping them manage their time, supporting