1. Without an intercessor, he attained the forgiveness of the Almighty
The brother of nobility, not seeking excuses

2. And I find it more wondrous to sit in the highest (station)
My abode being the tracks of my glorious forefathers

3. I hope for whatever time has left
Its conversations are tied with the past

4. So let the necks of the horses that allure him be loose
With the hopes of a people whose hopes are reaped

5. For the taste of travel is not gained but through death
And verily aspirations are the best provision for a traveler

6. And without appeasing the running horse on the road
There is the distress of the tree line without any conscience

7. If only the hearts of lovers when the journey becomes difficult for them
Were in the chests of camels

8. By God, my heart did not find rest from passion
And it did not cease longing to kiss the shining cheeks

9. It leans towards that which wine and sweetness contains
And recoils from what garanties and promises contain

10. And when we went to bid farewell, the turns of fate parted
The neighborly companions without consideration

11. I cautioned myself against the chaste heart with one who admonishes
And from the guiles of foolish desire with an excuser

12. An evening where neither the wedding of loyalty hosted us
Nor the mother of purity made us drink

13. And whoever does not attain what he hopes from his beloved
Contents himself with an imaginary companion

14. And I used to hold back my tears except a little which I shed
To water a sanctuary from after your separation

15. And I do not accept when the rain clouds carry
their heavy downpour to it

16. The stars seem to flirt with my eyes distracting me
From the spying eyes of the neighbors

17. I pass by a house of yours, with its ground disturbed
By the course of the breeze of intimate companions

18. The wind passes over it as if
It got entangled in the corners of those shelters

19. In it the lightning cracks in the early dawn and late morning
Every time the sky rains heavily

20. And it seems as if the lightning overflows
With an abundance of rainfall on every ruins

21. And when I saw the night stealthily approach
And its edges shine and the faces appear delighted

22. I was sleepless with anxiety for the eyelids of the riders
With glances of the resolute who are awake

23. A gentle breeze which plays with the buried eyes
And unveils from its hidden secrets every onlooker

24. With mirages that tempt the lost, its illusion
Being over a thirst that rages between the bosoms

25. And by it the camels walk proudly as if
It takes careful steps on their soft feet

26. And I have a Master whom I treat with anger and pleasure
And He smiles at me while the spear is in the throat

27. He waves the whip and the spear without fear
But the waving of the beautiful women is without jealousy

28. I turned my deaf ear to him while under it
Were the emotions of the swelled necked camels

29. So it fell and in it were openings for the critic
That the birds examine with their beaks

30. So the mother of honor did not gain from his soul
What the mother of the cub gained from his body

31. And a riding beast that sleep avoids lest it takes it by surprise
When the wine cups are passed around the circle

32. And I returned it gaping for water so it bent down
Lessening the clean water between its jaws

33. And it left the depths of the pond with small amounts
Of water to quench the thirst of the barren lands

34. The light camel being the first to arrive and the first to depart
When it disturbs the shore of the pond, the water springs

35. Rush swiftly into the surfaces of the sources
And whenever the attainment of a goal evades it

36. It shakes the vertebrae of the glorious
It hardened through the days until it befriended them

37. And returned to its habits and fate
And the arrow of destiny missed its deserved place

38. So the sturdy arrow fled from the shooter
A young man, when his land straited him he rushed with it

39. At the son of Adnan's descendants fully armed
At Majid who banality does not befall when in his presence

40. And his deeds are not known to be wicked
If the shepherds circulate at night, the darkness surely

41. Envelops them with its wing without a full moon
I have become accustomed to its spears until I have grown accustomed

42. To expect the evil rumors while my thoughts are chaste
My days with him are alike, as if

43. Their beginnings are mixed with their ends
He is the grantor of the one thousand that if

44. A tribe takes it by the forelock, he ransoms it with the plentiful
His hand stretches if the long spear extends its width

45. And embraces the necks of brave man
So it creates a path for the drinking arrows as if

46. Permission in thrusting is given by the messengers
It clings in the fold of the lion's den resolutely

47. Subduing the manes of the savage lions
So it pursued them until it violated the sanctity of their dwellings

48. And none of its lionesses could ward it off with growling
The army walks to it humbly as if

49. It extends with the necks of the ostriches
May God reward the horses with what they deserve

50. When they dance with the shield bearers
They bow to the waterless plain which its water

51. Lies to the riders in the twisting of the eyes
Passing through Al-Ma'zah shaking the pebbles

52. And stirring the face of the sun and the grit of potsherds
And the horizons flinch at its purity

53. With the dusty fog erasing the lines of separation
It protects the egg of Islam with truth so it feels secure

54. And settles into nests of towering spears
Previously it did not shake in fright anticipating

55. Any day or the shrieking of a betrayer
When its ethics exuded purity, the height was perfumed

56. With the scent of Ka'b and 'Amir
And when an opportunity slipped from the grasp of polytheism

57. He took advantage of it while the religion had sharp claws
He would perfect it even if the descendants of the Prophet established it

58. But they could not bear to pact with the treacherous
They did not exert any effort in its collection

59. Nor have they tied a knot without the omen of a bird
Yet they filled the palms while the family (of the prophet)

60. Could not fill the sights of onlookers from it
They then evaluated it with the jewels of enmity after

61. They deemed it invaluable when it was not flying (high)
I bear witness that his sword carried out the caliphate

62. To the side of the firmly rooted religion flourishing
It separates what is between the wine cups and their drinking

63. And unites what is between the faces and the shining blades
So it raises the chest of the sword if the cup has descended

64. And lets blood flow if it does not bless
And it gets up yearning towards the scream of the spear

65. Deeming the slicing of the sword as pure
A grandeur if an insolent group attacked it

66. So it crackled at their prestige with shattering
And when the passions of 'Aylan went unrestrained in their love of corruption

67. He threw at them a revelation from God with sorcery
He threw at them with a long spear, with an edge

68. And with the sharp blade of the sword that butchers
And he sparked a fire so they deemed its light an illusion

69. While it was only for guests staying the night
So when doubts about him subsided in their misguidance

70. His blazing fire subsided in the tribes
And had it not been for the promise of safety extended over their heads

71. Their foreheads would not have enjoyed peace
He sent it raging so that its burning embers

72. Spark over the flanking camels
Fiery meteors dragging the irons as if

73. Walking on an overflowing wave of water
Which the heroes with white exhaustion on them ride

74. Whose spears are colored from the blood of the slaughtered
Daring and none who reproach mounts over them

75. Except the domes of those who forgive
So they came to you while the horses were still saddled

76. Overburdened from the weight of the heavy spears
They did not mobilize it for thrusting as if

77. Its glass spearhead was suspended from the curtains
And the arrows of death passed through them and verily

78. The guide to demise is in the straying arrows
You trampled them heavily with the overtaking surge

79. That humbles the cheek of the humbled
So you disturbed a now tranquil house of theirs

80. And emptied it of all its people and neighbors
You unleashed the raids on it until its soil

81. Stirs without the hooves of a cavalry horse
And you left every Nizarite girl herding sheep

82. Seeking refuge in the shade of the shelters
Crouching in misery in its extensions

83. And gathering wood as fire in the resting places
And every boy of theirs who drew his sword

84. Saw in it the face of truth sparkling in its polish
And when he mounted a misguided one clothed in armor

85. He regretted exposing the backs of the insights
His loftiness felt uncomfortable in the knots of glory

86. And his sides did not adhere to grand achievements
And had the promise of safety not wiped their heads

87. Their anxieties would not have been calmed with reassurance
Their hearts split until whatever it concealed

88. Was exposed of the daughters of private thoughts
O Abul-Ahmad, rely on loftiness for it surely

89. If not maintained with stinginess, will not betray
For your hoarded wealth is not but for one who seeks it

90. And your inhabited land is not but for a visitor
And do not request quenching from the spears, for surely

91. The blood of loftiness is in the necks of the arrogant
You removed the irritation from my eyelids so they commenced

92. Rewarding your deed with the gazes of a grateful one
So if one day the branch of your kingdom shakes from a jealous one

93. Then loftiness has firm bonds
It is smooth wood for leniency while its branches

94. Are firm on the enemies with hardened stems
It withheld from the days all events

95. And protected the side of religion from every dissuader
And restrained the mouths of the beast until I thought it

96. Will echo with a ringing in the mouths of warriors
And it continues to ascend in the heights as if they

97. Pull him to them with the shining stars
For him are the early arrivals in every first

98. That passed and the remaining separation in every last
He ascended above the description of any praiser

99. And I raised above praising kings my deepest thoughts
So he is not, if not for what I say to a listening one

100. And nor am I, if not for what he wishes for a poet