1. For whom are the burdens in the air of the meadows
In the early dewy and bright morning

2. Like the humid places under which
Are types of mothers of the wet places

3. They carry moons, a pregnancy
Of illness in a healthy pregnancy

4. Without the edges of talk
For them are the edges of spears

5. Who informs me of the smells
I denied after them the places of rest

6. Alas! If the guide were truthful
I would have asked Laila about my love

7. And the star carries her cup
From it the seeds without comfort

8. He forbade whoever does not obey
Him alone in the sanctuary of the lawful

9. Pleased when blood is shed
With what he wore of wings

10. The sailors have multiplied but they have no
Equal in recognizing the sailors

11. By my father her molars I have
Mistaken them with the mills

12. The measures have mistaken Ibn Ayoub
And the cloud in the sky

13. And Muhammad is the purest path
Soil and the most dewy soft bellying

14. And most comprehensive when the generosity of the rain
Singles out a plain after a plain

15. An eye longing for it
To the most high, vast in ambition

16. And a hand that turns the soft
Fingers of glory, elite's elite

17. It did not know that Allah has created
These generous hands

18. From a group who perfume themselves
With money that is not violable

19. They are not fed with intimacy
The sweetness of pleasant blessings

20. So when the delegations gathered
At their spacious homes

21. They were hospitable so he who
Excels his guest excels in generosity

22. In their honor there is excess of stories
And their money is spilled blood

23. So if they gird the loins of endeavor
They patch up the loins of hardship

24. And if the uproar of misfortune
Belies you in the ugly forms

25. They plunged into the light of the morning
With the joy of the delightful morning

26. At your service however much
I have gained when I called you in integrity

27. And it held me while time gathers
Circumstances against my leaning

28. And if I brandish a sword against it
It returns wounding my wounds

29. I used to be hopeful but time came against me
In my hope

30. Do not expand me from your attainments
Beyond what my praise can comprise

31. Let me fly in gratitude
As long as it carries me, my wing

32. In every distracted with the blessings
Of the eve with the soul

33. Early born even if
From daughters born without pollination

34. They loved you each holiday with
The bead and the fine garment

35. It describes its perfume from your
Noble perfume, the frankincense

36. The stones of the moon night were not broken
And the bodies of the sacrifices were marketed