1. Say to the one who aspires for glory with a glance
Of a fiery warrior who hastens prey with a snatch

2. He soared surveying positions until
He found glory a position so he regretted

3. O pillar of the religion who raised glory
And it leaned on the two pillars out of weakness

4. And savior of the people, and son of the savior of
Creation, a towering mountain that was firm and a mountain that folded

5. And flowing with the eras, disaster after disaster
Preceding its step and evading disaster after disaster

6. You are the second wing on a day when
No palm can restrain the ferocity of disasters

7. In corridors made of reeds where nothing can be seen
Except whiteness and pillars as ceilings

8. Its land rewarded the sky for rain
And gifted it rainwater and showers

9. If you criticize it, spears follow on the necks
And the hits continue as continuous strikes

10. Its three heroes wore white turbans
And wore under them soft Yemeni shawls

11. They waded into its darkness, and if
The towering mountains were inclined by it, they would have bent and knelt

12. You have been spared the long fatigue and glory refuses
To see any laziness or standing still from you

13. Between a grandfather who exhausted munificence to the utmost
And a father who included the heights and fulfilled

14. He stood among you turning glorious situations,
Neither inauspicious nor ominous

15. Wearing the lofty enthusiasm as armor for the enemies
And riding determination as a glance

16. Of men who brought you the fruits of glory in abundance
And made death barren and repelled

17. They tied between you and the heights
A pact before men mounted the ascent and swore allegiance

18. They undertook the most difficult ascent, so whoever came after them came coasting
The house of munificence wherein disasters are remedied

19. And the cheeks of the honorable are not dried by it
In it is the fire kindled by the flash of the sword

20. To give light to virtue and make virtue plentiful
The enemies have tested you with sweetness and bitterness

21. And tested your two qualities, softness and harshness
So they saw you as the cutting sword, strong and firm

22. And saw you as the rain-laden cloud, affliction and sufficiency
They turned over the coverings of your morals like

23. The Yemeni blanket its lined side taken out and opened
They deemed it pretentious so they saw it

24. Every day increasing in weakness and weakness
The envious denied its necessities

25. And concealed streaming tears not hidden
Like the crescent of the clouds, it disappeared until

26. The clouds parted from its face so it appeared
They lied. You are the most benevolent of people

27. And most generous of hand and most raining of palm
A steadfast moral when the ages

28. Change men, their morals fold back
If they forget the remembrance of munificence by nature

29. Or turn away from the path of glory bending
The bridle of poetry came from me, and if not for it

30. The reins would have been seized by the palm
It stirred from the sleep of languor toward it

31. After lowering its gaze and dozing off
It is a back that willingly obeys the rein

32. And refuses to be led if coerced unjustly
And a sword whose sheath was chosen by your

33. Esteemed father, so he chose the finest and most eloquent
It has a crown for the crowned from its glow

34. And a necklace and prominence for the lord of necklaces
So unleash it upon disasters, making the eyes

35. Weep every day, and making the noses sniffle
You are too lofty to be congratulated for power

36. If it settles upon you, fluttering
But the garments of power should be congratulated that you

37. Wore them, spreading fragrance and aromatic scent
And the stairs of ascent that you climbed them

38. As clothes when people crawl
Join the pride of the most glorious kingdom, a sword

39. That combines the rage of the past and palm
The pillar of the kingdom the day it leaned

40. And met waves of disasters and earthquake
And healer of supremacy from the illness of humiliation

41. When the doctor despaired and was helpless
You will never see the like of him as long as

42. Nights come and go. Indeed, time is most beautiful and purest