1. A day with these nights resembles the moon,
If it sees a mole on its horizon, it journeys.

2. You would think it a leaf if it lacked fruit,
And the year is their branch, and time is the tree.

3. The gleam of the crown still shines in it
And the glance grows more magical whenever it wanes.

4. A day emerged, asking about glory,
The sun gazes at it, should they compare it to the full moons.

5. It is the mirror of the thoughts of a wise king,
His lights were reflected on it like a pond depicting the moon.

6. The crown smiles from it, a radiance shone forth,
From the majesty, its brightness overwhelms vision.

7. Abdul Hamid, you dazzled the two horizons, so we cannot tell,
Whether we see lightning or the planet Saturn.

8. If you plant reason, success is its flower,
If you shake the spear, you will reap victory.

9. Between peace and war, you are the lord of both,
You left this world cautious and wary.

10. If you wish, you could order fire and it would be extinguished,
If you wish, you could rebuke water and it would blaze.

11. He whose heart is, in every incident,
An eye for his thought, does not miss sight.

12. O you who strike with the swords of youth, for which empires trembled,
Feed your sword on bridges.

13. Do not fear their earthquake if a group trembles,
For he who is a hammer does not dread stone.

14. When your swords are thought to be lightning bolts
Their heads were flashes of light for them.

15. You planted your blessings in a swamp,
Who would blame the rain for irrigating the land?

16. The sower of love does not cease to sow it,
It is not in his capacity to germinate what was sown.

17. I see upon the earth a conqueror who has mountains,
The earth views them as mounds when they slide.

18. It is as if on the day war erupts, meteors,
Fall from the sky, stoning people.

19. From every lion, when a drop trickles into him,
His fangs are bared and his eyes spark.

20. He meets the echo of death in ears out of horror,
As if it rose calling him when it roared.

21. I see providence lined up his army in rows,
Its letters were read but it remained victorious.

22. I see him on earth peerless,
How untrue it would be if I called him an innovator.

23. O throne that refuses to slip, you are the star that
The sky from which its planets and burdens did not decline.

24. Tomorrow it takes the king and gardens of plenty,
And eyes their eyelids filled with paradisal maidens.

25. You continue to shine with the light from which
Thrones drew the stars of wisdom and flowers.

26. Just so does the sun’s rays cast its joy
Upon decanters until they resemble pearls.