1. You believed the nights and their destinies,
So separate with the predawn the evil within them.

2. And take the pure sips from the wine glasses,
And leave the bitterness for others.

3. Nights the breeze whispered through,
How brief were their lives.

4. In them reveled night and dawn,
Did the night bewitch its own magician?

5. When it rings its bells of separation,
And wraps itself at the waist in its sash,

6. I worshipped the cross for its crucifix,
And corresponded in speech with its priests.

7. Its glances encompassed the gardens of cheeks,
But people cannot harvest their fruits.

8. So its phantom, do not sleep,
For you have not set the lands afire.

9. When I sipped the saliva of his mouth,
I abandoned wine and presses.

10. I gained pearls from his lips,
So I excused the seas and their perils.

11. In Moses’ era can the miser exist,
Tempting souls and inciting them?

12. Abu al-Fath, honor it as an epithet,
For events have proven their tidings true.

13. And do not think little of the conquest of Tulay’fil,
For God has increased its prizes for you.