1. My longing from the reproacher and the excuser
The one who wronged me regarding you and the one who harmed me

2. The one who weakened me regarding you and the one who helped me
For he looks into my eyes

3. O you, the bird of beauty that enchanted me
My heart has left from my chest like a bird

4. And the eyelid breaker who made my heart
Break with it in my claws like a breaker

5. In it is a numbness that ignited the fire in me
And my heart became restless from the apathetic one

6. Your glance has been afflicted by its magic
How amazing is magic upon the magician!

7. And the mouth whose prose astounded me
O envy of the astounded poet!

8. You did not visit me as a guest yet you visited me frequently as a specter
So hello to you, o visitor!

9. You did not watch over my eyes while I was awake
But in my thoughts while I slept

10. You came to me as a specter so they were amazed
For with me, it has no end

11. You returned after me as a protector of it
In your killing a Muslim with an infidel

12. How I long for the abandoned one from me
To kill me but with the hands of the emigrant

13. So the ecstasy is for me alone without the people
And the kingdom belongs to Allah and the apparent one

14. A king, the kings of the earth are in his captivity
With generosity or with the cutting sword

15. He captured them, the one who is in their captivity
The captive may gain prestige through the captor

16. Your hands, O conqueror, possess them
They have become under your forgiveness in the morning

17. You are excellent in pardon but you are
Better than what you can do as the capable one

18. How much he stumbled his enemies
And how often you see him excusing the stumbler

19. His policy in generosity has no equal
And how much precedent he has set

20. His sword brought so much joy to a Muslim
Just as it brought misery to an infidel

21. How much victories he achieved and became victorious
He is described as the winner and the successful one

22. He returned with victory and revived with it
The memory of his father, the victorious king

23. The light of my time's sun from his face
Is brighter like the shining moon

24. He is praised in the complaining era
And just in the tyrannical time

25. His favors are known by all people
Present and in the desert

26. So everyone you see striving
In the abundance of his overflowing generosity

27. He gives generously from its beauty
Yellow like the radiant gold

28. O king, the source of his favors
Is to stop at what comes and goes

29. I am the one who loved you, not for my own sake
But out of love for your magnificent grace

30. I have a tongue that has not ceased to be
Like a sword in the hands of one who draws it

31. How much news it has and how many
Common examples it has

32. If you wish, rhymed prose will come from a composer
Or if you wish, prose will come from a narrator

33. I wanted to praise you as a composer
And as a narrator with a perceptive mind

34. If you wish, you can call my mind
A meadow in which I praise the rain

35. So I said what I sent to that
Pure gathering is not as a servant

36. I hope for success in it while I am
Not the most knowledgeable among my people

37. I presented my gratitude and I must
Present the favor to the grateful one

38. It became in the land of Egypt, and indeed
The rest of me went to serve him

39. I sold myself in loyalty to him
And I am not losing in my sale

40. Who will defend me from an unjust ruler
Whose light is like the shining moon

41. Breaking the hearts of lovers without care
Of the losing party's loss

42. They appointed him as judge so he judged between them
No, but he judged over them with injustice

43. They are misguided, do not be surprised if one who
Seeks guidance from a defiant rebel goes astray

44. If they complain about him, I say that I
Am not a complainer of him but a thanker

45. With him, my murder was delayed
With a sword from his apathetic eyelid

46. He returned from it sympathizing with me
And became from it my reproacher and excuser

47. The eyelid is broken so my love flew away
How the breaker tore the bird away!

48. O you who I am emigrating to, if only
My call when I call him was "O visitor!"

49. I have a watcher, if not for the fact
That I fear for my tears upon my watcher

50. I have no power over your abandonment
Nor a victor over your injustice

51. Rise, let us drive away worries with a cup of drink
On a long night without sleep or driving away

52. Yellow that leaves nothing in the heart from
The whispers of sorrows or whistles

53. I will not be led to drink by the cup
So bring it and drink to praising one

54. I will not forget from his favors my rememberer
I would not, were it not for honesty in praising him

55. Associate with my name the trait of poet
And poetry is a sin unless for his glory

56. His forgiveness is hoped for from the forgiving one
Any poetry I said in another

57. It is an experimentation of the mind
The king, the glorious king who I am

58. Drowning in his abundant generosity
His manifest and hidden favors have no

59. Equal, neither in the desert nor in the city
King of kings of earth in his matter

60. With generosity or the cutting sword
Praised in the complaining time

61. And just in the tyrannical time
His giving was for him first

62. But it was without last
Rarities of generosity, he has regular

63. When the regular is seen as rare
He demolishes property when he builds prominence

64. Oh wonder of the demolisher, the constructor!
He pardons the sinner when able

65. How excellent is pardon from the able!
So the inspiration of the inspired is his favor

66. And his forbearance excuses the stumbler
His conduct in generosity has no equal

67. And how much precedent he has
His sword brought so much joy to a Muslim

68. Just as it brought misery to an infidel
How much victories he claimed and became victorious

69. He is described as the winner and the successful
He returned with victory and revived with it

70. The memory of his father, the victorious king
O king, the source of his favors

71. Is to stop at what comes and goes
I am the one who came to you, not for my own sake

72. But out of love for your magnificent grace
I have sent from my rainy thoughts

73. So listen to what I compose