1. If you truly claim to love him
Then free him from the shackles of passion, or help him

2. Do not erase the light of your union with estrangement
For the heart of your love is in the core of his heart

3. Will you bid him farewell with estrangement before his death?
Return him to recovery before his passing

4. Be gentle with him, for he is restless when he refuses something
Do not be fooled by the softness of his lead

5. Satisfy him with some glance, for whoever’s greatest provision was the glance of the eye
You are not with him in times of ease or hardship to visit him

6. Have you seen a sword as sharp as your glance
That severs the necks of people while still in its sheath?

7. The glances have finished them off, and whenever
Your glance takes them, it increases their misery

8. Passion is the opposite of reason, because
It has struck its roots in its essence

9. And its book has revealed to me a prophecy
That was a sequence to its sequences

10. I ransom the book with my eyes, with its whiteness
With its whiteness and blackness, with its blackness

11. Oh you who blame the ardent lover, leave him to his love
If you cannot make him happy

12. They saw you lose passion, while in his heart
Is a thirst for the freshness of contentment

13. And I think the eye of Saad has turned for him
The "haa" so all his miseries are with his happiness

14. He hides a sickness of love for her like
The fire's kindling hides the firebrand's wood

15. So the eyelids bid farewell on the day of parting
With their languor and rest

16. The turns of fate try to reconcile one day
And the long length of fate tries to ruin

17. The gaze forever portrays the likes of him
In forms, and in deeds from contradictions

18. And if fate abandons you, and it is the father of mankind
Rebel not against its children

19. So I will march with the cavalry of its horses
Of leanness and ruggedness like its plateau

20. And I will finish off fate without neglect
All the grudges it had against me in the past

21. But how can you pass me by when I am a man
Who frequents them naked from their roads?

22. Oh friend, fate has promised prosperity
Yet here I am, away from its promise

23. This is Tripoli, and without prosperity
Is only your call for Hussein, so call him

24. Intercede, Ibn Haydara, for your second self in
This time, and he was unique among its equals

25. By my father Muhammad, who gives refuge to the sublime
Between his upright sword and its sheath

26. By the well-mannered, whose difficult forefathers
Were gentle towards him, pliant and tamed

27. Wearing the garb of leadership, exemplifying
With his splendor, loyalty, and integrity

28. Greet him whose life was profitable
So when you are tired of life, bid it farewell

29. He earned supremacy through his grandfather and his grandfather
So he excelled between its conclusion and his ancestors

30. He did not make his forefathers dependent, nor
Did his forefathers depend on their ancestors

31. He ripped open the house of generosity like the poem
And the requester is like his creeping and reliance

32. Bestowal is pleasing in its repetition
For bestowal is savory in its recurrence

33. Chivalry is nothing but an essence I collected
In a necklace, with meaning not found in its individuals

34. I did not think horses harmonize perfectly
Until they appeared above the back of a steed

35. The armored one dresses in his blood
So after cleaning he returns to the color of his mourning

36. And the white beneath the dust is as if it were
Embers shining through its ashes

37. And glory beneath the sword's sheaths allows
Whoever's blow of the sword is like his blow

38. How many armies you left in it deposits
Of arrows in the bodies

39. Your spearheads have thanked its downpour
While the flowers were in its procession

40. As for the Imam, he thanked you for blessings
That spread over all his servants and lands

41. You illuminated what closed hands covered
And tore what spinning hands wove

42. How much you embroidered the enemy's land with blood
When your horse embroidered towards them with its forelock

43. The pages wavered from its spears
And the firm opinions from its armies

44. Oh you who surpasses others with your deeds
With your merits, might, and hands

45. The stingy one lied to fate while you are from
The usefulness of its fingers and carpels

46. It sought you as peerless and wanted for you in the world
A likeness but could not manage to find it

47. When you surpassed people, you overflowed upon them
And the mountain pours its water to its valleys

48. You seek to safeguard what you contained in secrecy and its survival through its depletion
You hide your munificence yet it is not hidden, and munificence

49. Is like musk, its scent announces its increase
Greetings from one of good conduct, and may He who gave you life protect you

50. And took care of you and your people's affairs