1. We praise the one whose son Yahya fulfilled,
So birds now glide happily to us,

2. Our eyes did not sleep until they saw him,
Nor did they cease, until they wept copiously.

3. His horses and men greeted us at dawn,
With the finest of violence and generosity,

4. He dispelled the enemy from Khurasan,
As the dawn dispels the cloak of darkness arrogantly,

5. It startled those who marched to Merv,
And they said our people have scattered,

6. When he unlocked every darkness,
And freed the chained prisoner,

7. And spent without reserve, with justice among them,
The hands of familiar generosity and promise,

8. He took away their fears,
And brought secure life to them,

9. He was most affectionate and kind to the orphans among them,
More so than fathers who show tenderness,

10. When people seek the epitome of grace and nobility,
And the furthest star in valor,

11. Ascending in grace are Yahya and Khalid,
To every matter most auspicious and glorious,

12. Gentle to those who obeyed the Caliph,
And watered the sword with the blood of rebels,

13. His swords humbled hypocrisy and polytheism,
And were a lasting honor for the people of religion,

14. And strengthened the force of swearing allegiance to Al-Mustafa,
To whom the Caliph was entrusted,

15. The honorable prophet, the opener and the sealer,
Through whom God bestowed all good and guided,

16. You ransacked the mountains of Kabul,
Leaving no place for the fires of misguidance,

17. Your horses trampled their crowds,
Leaving them dead, captive, routed, and scattered,

18. And the son of Barmak returned to your blessings, after
He saw death solitary and helpless.