1. Neither yesterday nor tomorrow deprive you of immortality,
Far be it! You are immortalized over time,

2. The world is renewed yet your heart alone,
A world that restores its youth and renews,

3. From your imagination you have a harmonious world,
Delight that repeats its creation and smolders,

4. In it, simplicity is charming,
Spring is infatuated with it and chirps happily,

5. And you poured into melodies a teardrop from your heart,
Not like tears, but a sigh of compassion,

6. Life adorns decay as if
Preparing for resurrection before its time,

7. After long resentment, Qais and Layla
A mouth that trembles, and a cheek that reddens,

8. Revived as in their old days, so whoever saw
Those eyes with dew in them would melt,

9. In every creek, a life manifests itself,
And wishes that sigh and murmurs that echo,

10. The images of the peninsula unveiled from on high
And beauty not distorted by envy,

11. Love, and the pleasant tents, and the villages,
And Labana at the creek, and the rendezvous,

12. And the serenity of the desert, ever lively
Playful, restoring its vigor and repeating,

13. O poet of the world! You have intoxicated it
What do you sing to it and what do you chant?

14. Dimmed by its beauty, it appeals to you
Intoxicated, its cups tiresome and muddled,

15. Revealing to poets before you its charm
But I see you witnessed what they never witnessed,

16. The ascetics would blame it, and if the secret
Of manifest life was revealed, they would not renounce,

17. They looked at the best of existence and its beauty
Askance, as the blind look at the light,

18. You unleashed its seductions, so leave be
Those who came to denounce its beauty and undo it,

19. Genius is a red flame, vivid, from its fire
That kindles and blazes,

20. And poetry, and plaintive melody, and compassion
That embraces existence, and vengeance that threatens,

21. O temptation of the world! A group blames you
And the truth, the whole truth, is that they should praise,

22. Ignite your brilliance in life and love it
While I guarantee it will not fade,

23. The treasure is in your hands, so scatter its pearls
I see it increase as it is dispersed,

24. The one who saw beauty as seduction, wronged me
And you ascended in images of bliss, counting them

25. Among God's blessings that cannot be denied
The truth and creativity are of its breaths

26. And nobility and happiness are among its names,
Love of beauty is acceptable worship

27. And God glimpses in beauty and is worshipped,
O poet of the world! Your call is abundant

28. And the crowds listen, the processions amassed,
Awaiting your magic, O formidable one,

29. Alas! Without magic, the door is barred,
They complain to you while you are hostage to death

30. And endure the adversities of misfortunes and aim,
The sword is hoped for even when sheathed

31. And the lion is feared even when shackled,
So go as spring went over the meadows

32. With a hand on them, and over hearts, a hand,
And you have command in rhetoric, time acknowledges,

33. Neither past nor future too narrow for it,