1. The feast has come, congratulations to the like of it
And its prosperity was known in Yemen

2. And what the wishes put forward still
Drags its trains to your door

3. To the pride of the state of the religion of guidance
I sent from poetry flowing to it

4. A young man who adorned his uncles' office
And beautified his conditions with virtue

5. Joy, and in its folding a need
That makes you say to it the state of a brother

6. Belittled in worth compared to what
Is called to it and prayed for

7. I directed you to it confident
And your favor acknowledges its guide

8. And if the rain was withheld I would not water it
With my asking and it would not taste its channels

9. And the friend of the young man has no good
If he makes his money forbidden

10. And whoever's hands tire him of men
May Allah lighten his loads

11. May you ransom its generosity, O sea
That measures your floods with its trains

12. It blossoms in my comfort, pouring it
So it is more deserving, then more deserving of it

13. I sent to it from the protected words
A messenger I tasked with its delivery

14. Words that honor who is said about
Even if who said it is lacking

15. Words that make proud but I
Honor it with your name

16. So the messenger returned and on his garment
Rust that dirties his robe

17. And you are the one whose brilliance of face
Is proportionate to the whole of it

18. If the lock of generosity becomes difficult
Your side opens its locks