1. The land of enmity has given consent to its opening
Is there anything after night except the morning?

2. The enemies did not hesitate to attack voraciously
They are the wolves, the lions of struggle

3. They ignited the fire of turmoil, so they hurried
Whoever's place of ascent among them is lofty

4. Their war has been fertilized by resolves
They forgot to join it with harmony

5. Indeed, monotheism has a sound determination
It widens the scope of the Trinity's conquest

6. And it irrigates jaundice with the red of death
With lead missiles or with sharp blades

7. Andalusia has been promised by him one day
It is at ease awaiting his arrival

8. Every crisis before it and hesitation
Is for an unraveling after it and clarification

9. If it is a feast for slaughter and sacrifice
However they wished, so let the enemies be victims

10. With corruption they employed every craft
While the guide has the means for reform

11. They openly permitted violations of the sanctuary at Hims
While its protection was not permissible

12. No, Yahya the Chosen One did not forbid them
With the pain of deep gashes and fervent zeal

13. Rather, he awaits the time of an opening conquest
Which is sure to come, a herald of success

14. And he will return the land to them as a sea
With a flood like unrestrained destiny

15. Of warriors in the garb of monks
Above horses in the blowing of the winds

16. Like lances quivering with agitation
That shook their blades with delight

17. The blood of steeds cloaks their brightness
With dew like roses above meadows

18. And there the hunt will slake their thirst
With the melodious echoes of its morning chime

19. The cooing of doves in the thickets makes one forget
The sweet voices of singing nightingales

20. Indeed, the striking of seasoned bows
Is unlike the striking of salty bows

21. A stand for victory that laments the Christians
Exposing clearly their loud wailing

22. Its pride is a stand against every protector
Among them, by the sword, prosperity flourishes

23. A yarn that the cheeks of plateaus swoon for
Bloodied or the cheeks of lances

24. To embrace the alluring darkness they pour
Sweetness instead of any cloying perfume

25. And by God's spirit knightliness is shown
Not by basil or any fragrant herb

26. The length and breadth have not narrowed for him
How could they when valor is intimate with generosity

27. And from fate there are allies of sincerity
For the slain, from them there are no wounds

28. Thus you see the heroes slain but
No trace upon them of weapons

29. The Romans approached to slip away safely
How drawn near a summoner is to recoiling

30. Indeed, the resolve of an obeyed imam
His command in every alive soul prevails

31. Religion is settled by the strongest pillar
Worldly life by the strongest wing

32. These Arabs had surrendered and were
In disobedience an example and ostrich-like

33. And for them against the non-Arabs is a precedent
Like the fierce striking of the armored with spear

34. Indeed, the life of creatures only lives
And it suffices them from life to live off of

35. It loaned sincerity of intent, so it found
With banishing fear, lowering of wing

36. An Umayyad state awaits
And an Abbasid ascent aspires

37. Its endpoint is in Adiyy bin Ka'b
And its duration in honorable feats

38. He makes the earth radiant in clarification
Makes the horizon through it dazzlingly illuminated

39. And the kings of the age disappointed
Being unable to carry out its feats or establish them

40. From a horse whose inner flame blazes
And a blade whose water surges fluidly

41. And indeed their heights refused
That they obtain any proposal from its stabbing thrusts

42. Where are the eloquent tribesmen in glory
And song from Quraysh of wide plains

43. His knowledge from his forbearance in inclusiveness
That is like the sea and this in vastness

44. And the pure hadiths from his hands
Are perfumed oleanders in the Authentic Collections

45. O Master, hands fall short
And rhymes cannot fully praise

46. Their excuse in their awe of majesty
With no wing over its startled one

47. Oh if only their vigor spent itself and their most vehement
Many resolute blades in unsheathing exhausted themselves

48. If it is from zeal in fighting
Then O God, from an excess of accord

49. Your victorious hand has plucked every opponent
What respite for me from it is there

50. Blessings have permitted me from a comfort
That allowed me at dawn to kiss it or smell its fragrance