1. The praises you shower are your ruin, nothing but infatuation and delusion,
A ferocity no hero can overcome, an ambition no seeker can fulfill,

2. Phrases that leave rhetors helpless and speechless, their devices and strategies useless,
And when the verses describe them, poems and speeches cannot match,

3. Won for Abd al-Wahid, protected by Yahya, son of the Prophet's lineage and its father,
The head of Uliya is his grinding stone, Umar al-Farooq its axis,

4. A house in the dust settled, its pillar reaching the highest heavens,
Good news it is, illuminating the face of this world, its smile radiant,

5. It rose defying norms, so watch your enemies, they have faded away,
They supposed tumult as usual, but faced what could not be anticipated,

6. Sincere in their attack, yet were forsaken, as if their pledge was a lie,
The banners themselves wavered from your conquests when unfurled in haste,

7. They shy from the bitter warfare by its standards, thus the Arabs do not object,
The whites envied its brilliance, blushing red in your presence,