1. My heart complains to the beloved
The wind blows and wears out the tent pegs

2. It visits a generous man who has
A hand that knows no limit and bids peace

3. Tell him he deserves reward
For excelling at rhymes year after year

4. And he ruled, despite his foe
Quraysh, and made Quraysh a boy

5. He made the matter easy for the weak
So your immersion in it straightened

6. You met setbacks and fought them
Unleashing in them a sharp sword

7. Splitting the helmets until you exposed
What was beneath them then stripped the bones

8. You slowly stripped a predecessor
But stripping him only perfected you

9. So may God increase your authority
And may He increase goodness to you forever