1. Standing between humiliation, boredom and gloom
I see in you nothing but the pleasure of hope

2. Please me with your apparition, rather, please me with your memory
That it hangs down while my mind and it are coupled in passion

3. Do not leave, for I have no patience left
To bid farewell to one departing

4. Nor do I have imagination that can entertain
Nor tears to cry over ruins

5. Yes I have the strong determination, if I found
You did not take notice of the neighing of horses and camels

6. My purpose contains despite the blamers
From the Lord of wreaths, not from the Lord of skullcaps

7. O night of farewell, you have increased my sorrow
And O morning of union, you have not stopped exciting

8. And you, O body which destiny has worn out
Until the hand of pains and diseases stripped it

9. How could I endure the meagerness from the critics at dawn
While to passion in them I was intolerant

10. I wondered how illness befell a body
Had it wished, secretly from fate, it would have avoided calamity

11. Nothing remained of it but a heart which
Tosses it in the alternative of glory and misfortune

12. Its heart swearing in every stage
Yearning for glory, not yearning for passion

13. My soul for redemption, when slumber overcomes me
For the red eyes, not for the sleepy eyes

14. To God is my body, so what remains of its accessories
Against incidents, diseases and terrors

15. My sickness speeds like scared horses
And hits my forehead like a mountain clash

16. And it does not see in my bed a specter returning
Bearing the coat of mail taken off the hero

17. I am the resident, and my poems are on a journey
About to compile flags on the roads

18. The attributes of the minister wandered with them
The journey of the south towards the rainy north

19. Al-Quraishi recites them but when he names their sayer
Glory testifies that the praise in them is true

20. If I stay up late to draft praise for him
I address my nature, and from his kindness are my messengers

21. Beyond him, the twinkles of words are stored
In the pupil of the lance, atop the kohl container

22. And no need in praise does he have verses compose for him
The sun is too grand for ornaments and skullcaps

23. But he is a king whose resolves
With generosity he aspires to give cunningly

24. He never said no, since his amulets
Descended, so we found generosity in stinginess

25. The foremost kings to govern kingdoms
Are those who enrich and judge and did not inherit or were stingy

26. And those whom days do not embarrass
If they did not spend nights while days because of them are fearful

27. And those whose armies cover the face of the earth
The day of battle, and meet the spear with superiority

28. And those who lead the black, black with resolve
And those who hunt the falling stars with determination

29. And those who never invade but a kingdom
And none distributes captives but the supreme king

30. O you leaving him, the sea is an obstacle
So do not come to it thirsty at vegetation

31. Do not leave the sword sharp but sheathed
And seek victory in the eyelid and wink

32. Time has secured his prestige with management
And the land quaked because of raids and looting

33. The steeds flow from the dead on a mountain
And from their blood on a marsh they race

34. And from their skulls they climb in bundles
And from their tresses they jump in shapes

35. Another mare undertook carrying his belongings
From the length she carried captives on the shoulder

36. A people, when on the day of battle they separate squads
Their last almost stumbles over their first

37. A generous people towards other than the enemy, so had
They fought in the sea, they would not have dripped wet

38. Verily taking control over the whole world
For the singular opinion is no little feat

39. O you whom the kings of earth have invited as their shepherd
Far from you, as their shepherd, are shortcomings

40. Kings in our time are scarce
So with your opinion, make eyelids over the scarce