1. Your hands were generous until the rain was polluted,
And your face shone until the moon was disgraced.

2. The minds of men have become confused about you,
So it is not known whether you are a crescent moon or a mortal.

3. If you had lived in the time of a people whose fame
Spread in the Jahiliyyah, they would not have had biographies written.

4. And if you had coincided with the era of revelation,
Only verses and surahs praising you would have been revealed.

5. The eras and their people who have passed
Since your name was heard have not been mentioned.

6. You were the doer of everything in every way,
So neither nomad nor settled were compared to you.

7. You confounded them and excellence exposed their defects
Until the holes were too narrow for their inhabitants.

8. People cannot match a reply or sigh to you,
For no reply or sigh can equal you.

9. No news is like transmitted news since olden times -
O you whose news is unequalled by any news!

10. Time has passed and nations within it
Who aspired to your goals in life did not achieve them.

11. The position you have reached is not
The position you were hoping to reach.

12. If you ascend the highest rank after rank,
Another rank higher than it is necessarily formed.

13. You have no end to glory and no limit to your life,
You ascend and meet the falling stars of the sky,

14. While you rise and obstacles tumble down.
Time was ignorant and turned to you,

15. So your blessed days altered its color.
As for your hands, they have been given power

16. Over the blossoms, leaving neither remainder nor trace.
You have exhausted your treasures and hastened to gather good praise

17. While time pardons but leaves no trace pardoned.
No trees blossomed and ripened their branches

18. Without their fruits ripening from them as well.
As for the frontiers, they are barred by an impassable man

19. Whose will cannot be broken and whose sword has no notch.
A resilient skin covers the days' shame

20. If not for his voice we would think him a rock.
The thing he loves most in his realms

21. Is for praise to be gathered, not moons.
He guides pure musk to the earth, his slipper

22. Taking the place of aromatic ambergris.
His blessed face finds no hardship in keeping vows

23. Or doing good, neither bitter nor difficult.
The staffs that bled testified to his superiority,

24. As did travel, night journey, and travel.
Look and look at something marvelous made by his Creator,

25. About which, and its like, eyes are confused.
A collar on the fortunate king, its pendant

26. Like a halo with a moon in its midst.
And a garment of sunlight radiant,

27. Eyes cannot remain fixed upon it.
The pleiades have ignited such that if

28. You brought it near without blowing you would see fire kindle.
A hole through which water can be seen wringing from his palms

29. Has spared it much of its burning.
This and a belt of Orion studded

30. With ruby and pearls around it.
And a sharp, male sword whose bearer

31. Turns away from this sword of rule.
Everything obeyed it necessarily,

32. Even fate, time, and predestination.
Chosen by Ad and left as inheritance

33. To the noble youths of his son Mudar.
As if its sheaths were filled with uncut gems

34. Or a river flowed in its scabbard.
And an eye aspiring with breasts in its gaze

35. A long length loved and shortness in its strap.
As if burning embers with no sparks

36. Were over its conductor and helmet.
He walks in the most dignified manner, no slipperiness leading him

37. Astray from righteousness, nor tempting illusion guiding him.
And a banner whose peak has been tied

38. With power, support, and victory above it.
Like a garden of sorrow blossoming

39. With wild plants and green greenery.
Its edges twist and the wind opens it

40. As blossoms opened from its sleeves.
It sways in joy and good fortune encompasses it

41. As if it knew of its good fortune.
Behind it stretches longer-lasting glory

42. Without boredom or fatigue.
A delegation came to it after delegation in its field

43. And groups parked in succession after groups.
It meets freely flowing streams of royal pride

44. Which neither roses diminish nor thorns.
He sets out in the morning and standards precede him

45. Flying from his good fortune like birds take flight.
Fluttering like the hearts of those who resent it

46. When fear and caution take hold of them.
The oceans of enmity fled in chaos, the distinguished bearing

47. Those domes covered in wicker and ink.
Small ships swaying with embroidered patterns

48. Whose images on their coasts almost speak.
Gifts from an imam who gave you

49. Affection whose purity has no murkiness.
O you whose words fall short describing him

50. I apologize for this failing.
Your greatness was too lofty for my understanding, I fell short

51. With no comprehension or limit.
You are the clouds and I have no handhold on clouds

52. To enumerate as they heavily pour down.
The world shone at your rising and the pillar of faith,

53. Religion, Islam, and the horizon were strengthened through you.
You live for glory, eternally,

54. And I am needy for your extended life.
And may you continue to desire what you love and attain it

55. And seek all that is forbidden and become capable.