1. Time is your abode, and this world your home,
After counting, there remains an envious delayer.

2. The crises of fate are subservient to your hands,
Your days are your troops, mankind your servants.

3. You have conquered the earth and grasped the reins of eternity,
With hoary hair tied about your temples, so where are you headed?

4. Such is your nature! Did Solomon's throne,
Cradled in David's lap, endure?

5. You let shine and shut up the worshiper, and none can intercede for the doomed.
No ancestry or father helped you grow,

6. Indeed, wisdom in a successor is eternity.
Your minarets loomed high over the horizon, and made motherless

7. One who did not yield, so how can he rule?
You raged for Islam while it called for help,

8. So peaks trembled and stars scattered.
You kindled the embers of its Salihs with a flashing blade

9. Whose edge on its day cleaved the viscera.
They met them above al-Khatim with towering giants

10. Whose souls yearned to be ransomed with refrigeration.
And they hurled themselves into Golan by your rage

11. Which whelped the eagle of misguidance and its whelp.
And a flaming meteor singed their bones,

12. You continue purifying its air, so you dwell in bounty.
You flogged the ghosts with the soulful spear, and above it

13. Crops the spears would reap at harvest time.
And over Azaz you toppled their lofty nests,

14. A captive king is one who disobeys his binder.
So with striking they struck you, and were struck down,

15. The innards of the black lionesses are blackest.
They perished as perished Aad led astray by its she-camel,

16. And rebelled like Thamud's calf-worshipping clan.
If they hurt, then you are righteous,

17. Or if betrayed, then you are judicious.
You scattered them, so at every steep descent

18. Lies a cheek rubbed bare by a reprimanding patron.
And you fettered them with shackles filling the expanse

19. Dispersed, though the gallantry of their spears is intact.
Its traces are praiseworthy, and its traces

20. Witnessed, its motto praiseworthy.
It wore your name in hardship like a garment

21. New in time though it wears out.
The short-lived were given long lives by inspiration

22. That rivals the heights of its aspirations.
Bereft of purpose since they were shaken,

23. Guidance was lost and pure faith contaminated.
You unfurled them by the law of Ahmad

24. With what his lightning and clouds have reaped.
And how much of its prose you have scattered in a stance

25. Where the heated warbling of his ally warbles!
Clearing its darkness and undoing what

26. His binding pact has knotted.
In a swoop, its ceiling crowded the sky

27. And the earth quaked beneath it and swayed.
You pitched its camp, so its pegs were the Very Remote,

28. While you are its pillar.
Every day of your conquests a herald proclaims

29. The rhymed song and a bird chirps.
Bestowing the nectar of his cup on Anah,

30. And sweetening the cream his abundance curdled.
The slash of your sword is a prison for the Abyssinians,

31. And the flow of your moisture is soil for the ground.
Let not this imitator lack a community

32. To which leadership of its flock is entrusted.
Rosy wine and spacious theaters,

33. Provisions extended and shaded shadows stretched.
Life is fine, its features illuminated,

34. Trees lush, roots anchored.
The kingdom has porticoes stretched to the horizon, vistas lit,

35. Wish fulfillment radiates its glimmer.
In a state whose spring scatter broadcast

36. Serenity, and the frozen bloom.
Praiseworthy in effect, worthy of praise

37. Are all its seasons, each a celebration.