1. If the decision of every valley was weaned,
The dreams of the valleys would flow with agony.

2. And the rain clouds would pass being guided by the wind in it,
The mounts of rain heavily laden with valleys.

3. So the pastures smiled with cheeks and were blocked
With the sweetness of eglantine the mouths of the lowlands

4. I call him, and the melodies chant to him,
But there is no life for the one you call.

5. And I do not want to water meadows
That have from my eyelashes going and returning.

6. I carried the hand of clouds pregnant with it
And I'm not used to carrying hands.

7. And if the sky cried for it and my eyelids dried up,
The stingy would be certain of the generous.

8. I gathered my friends in the place of the two flags,
While exhaustion called them in Baghdad.

9. When we went astray on the carpet of soil,
A guide breathed from it into the breaths.

10. The Pleiades have fallen and the stars are confused,
The eyes of the caravan at the end of the slumber.

11. The remorse of youth turned to them
With the hands of time the cups of forgetfulness.

12. When they drank nectar, they suggested to it
The cooing of a dove and the singing of a guide.

13. And when the water of the caravan was scarce among them,
I stood solving from my eyes my provision.

14. It hovered while the remedies shrank
On my eyelids, the injustice of the black nights.

15. Do you see with the tails of Salma
The bloom of the present and the vanishing tents?

16. They tore for every black-eyed gazelle
Cheeks like the blackness of blackness.

17. And I did not follow the bends of the living with my eyes
To gain a look so it would be my provision.

18. But I sent with a glance of my eye
The pain of the caravan asking about my heart.

19. And in the sleep of this night there is a sun
That stayed up my vigil and sufficed my pillow and mattress.

20. When it was mentioned, my liver swooped down to it
Like the onset of disease awakened by counting.

21. I wondered, my time oppresses me and I am pleased,
And it reaps me before I reach harvest.

22. And it spends wastefully from my youth
Its nights without thrift.

23. And my pact with resemblance and difference
Drags friendship and enmity.

24. So why are the nights, which are black,
Removing whiteness from blackness?

25. People avoid that disease is contagious,
And if they drew near, your share is in remoteness.

26. And do not be fooled by a flatterer who covers
His harm while his embers are under the ashes.

27. No, your brother of womb but
Your brother, your brother in violent adversities.

28. My excuse from a friend whose cheek inclines,
Ribs over a heart opposing me.

29. He bent his hand over a rope for my neck
And said: Clasp your hands in my friendship!

30. He wished, while decreasing my completeness,
And where are the two luminous starts from the black starling?

31. And gathered disparaging my fault,
So their gathering does not weigh against my solitude.

32. When they attributed themselves to a merit, they did not increase
Beyond the attribution of Ibn Harb from Ziyad.

33. I blame the alienation of the soul unjustly
And I do not blame my manners and habit.

34. And the stingy deceives me, wanting to blame me,
And is there any wish with the inflamed ashes?

35. Enough for me, the family of Ismail indeed,
I have reached with them from the world my purpose.

36. And that Muhammad embraced my hatred,
So for him is the softening of my leading.

37. My manners have ascended with noble manners
That softened from its ruggedness the rugged.

38. And I used to blame the evil of the people before,
And their faults openly exposed to my criticism.

39. And how I disputed the folly of wishes
And it lied to me about assumption my habit.

40. So when I sneaked upon the night stars,
The groom of blessing reminded my flints.

41. And a stream gushed from his hands to me,
And my mouth had weakened from sucking the bandage.

42. It revealed to me a cheek I was quenched with beauty
I am secretly pleased with, and the full moon is repelling.

43. The sky avoids it, brightening it,
So it knows its share in what it avoids.

44. Of the loyal, dreams and patience,
When the cheeks blew with the dreams of the return.

45. The sons of the kind whites inherited it
With pedigrees and smooth-stepping horses.

46. The gifts laugh in their palms
And grin at them on the day of the scourge.

47. Grafts, when disasters approach,
And famine spreads in the provinces.

48. They have hands, if asked, swift
Connected to swords unsheathed.

49. If the basins tired of beating,
They aided them with hearts of smiths.

50. They bent the ancestry of pottery, so its
Edges were not cracked by the knowledge of experiences.

51. When the pedigrees bowed down, they raged
Against the one rebelling on the balconies, transgressing.

52. Glory counts one of them as a thousand
Of the elite in the valuations of the countries.

53. When they birth a young man, the glories
Hasten to exchange congratulations and increase.

54. Your growth more miraculous than a miraculous kingdom,
Generous with bounties from the generous.

55. A affectionate brother, your sweetness to the loyal
Without conferring, and your bitterness to the enemy.

56. If the west of a sword is not dyed
With blood, you dye a sword with ink.

57. So you, when you ride the flame of war,
And you, when you sit, the flame of the assembly.

58. When the nobleman returns to folklore,
Ancient or modern, derived.

59. It suffices you the successful from folklore,
And the house of pre-Islamic from equipment.

60. And whoever lends glory to your side,
Spends the night from its sides in a cradle.

61. Your ransom is the composer of verses who takes refuge
To the desolate places of the pillar of the pillar of the supports.

62. He repents when he errs with generosity,
And did not repent in fear of the return.

63. When your peers race you in the racetrack of merit,
The plains turn them back from catching up to you.

64. Towards you our hopes went and returned
As requests from dew belonging to you regained.

65. It jokes, so it imprints marks on their legs in the silent stillness,
As if we had pulled them, the intimate talks from the flint.

66. They carried to you of the wonders of rhymes
Strange things from intestines or humps.

67. Gifts the ears pride in,
Over sights in the days of gift exchanges.

68. Refined from the words the meanings
By the length of ability and the repetition of meanings.

69. Pieces tied in the necklaces of magic grown,
So their eloquence reaches to the sand of stringers.

70. It wished, while it is compiled in you, if only
It would be woven straps, the loves of enemies.

71. The Arabs think incapacity from its extent,
The articulacy of the Arabs did not speak with 啊.

72. For the days of good news and congratulations,
With it the spreading of scents and valleys.

73. A noble day trails its train,
And makes it on a feast, returned.

74. Witnesses that your grandfather is ascending unwaveringly
Glory and that your life is in extension.

75. It suffices it from you, your gracious forgiveness in abundant giving,
And it has exerted itself for you with my efforts.

76. So how did you mix me with the likes of me in what
You attained while you testify to my uniqueness?

77. Your harshness toward me went too far, then association came
More rational than extremism.

78. Were you not like refined gold to me
A white hand shining among hands?

79. Flourishing if it spreads with my mention
And worthy of your glory and my belief.

80. My approval is for the breeze of longing to shake you
To my proximity and your home to miss me.

81. If it is not a noble attainment,
It suffices me from your connection in amity.