1. Three months, nay three eras
Have passed over my heart with great sorrow

2. Three months of separation are long
Especially from Al-Basha Al-Tahami Nuri

3. I have lost in them my intimacy and joy of spirit
And the basil of my soul, its pleasure and cheer

4. And who knows, who understands my status
And consoles me in my absence and presence

5. And saves me if fate bares its fangs
My refuge in hardship and my protector

6. Before the dew, his face greets you with good news
And his greeting clears the heart of the desolate

7. His lofty ambition in his good morals
Has narrated a story overflowing with flowers

8. So how can I endure patience after his separation
And gaze with a blinking eye on the time

9. Yes, my solace was in his descendant
The elect friend of God, sun of full moons

10. From him, steps were sketched that the walker follows
On his path, most generous of ways

11. He followed him in gaining glories and sublime
For God has a cub imitating the lion

12. So majesty, existence, capability and wisdom
And composure, resolve, encompassing the expert

13. Until his worth appeared to people like the sun
And his fame diffused like the scent of musk

14. So I rejoice and give glad tidings of sonship
For I am with glad tidings the best giver of good news

15. The peers do not know whom to eulogize and praise
A poet's passion and poetry's outpouring

16. He praised him witnessing and confirming
A great one with a large gathering then vanished

17. Indeed, the testimonies of the great are great
And most generous in eulogizing the eminent

18. He attained the medal of pride and here, pride
Is for one with the greatest of chests

19. So I rejoice and repeat my glad tidings
For I, with good tidings, am the greatest bearer

20. My Lord, O Pride of Africans, with whom
His era is proud over all eras

21. When you are absent, the land yearns for your rising
Like heavy rain hoped for by an abundant downpour

22. Yes, if your absence is prolonged, it comes
With an echo that remains for eternity

23. And which countries have you visited
Without their nobles hastening to your presence

24. You met with impenetrable honor, fortune
Loftiness of status, and smiles of joy

25. No word you have said but the papers compete
To convey it, and the voice of the ether

26. When good intention comes from one's essence
My Lord aids him in all matters

27. And here you are, after the separation, reviving our spirit
So thanks to the most generous of the generous

28. And your red Hamra, longing to meet you and whose people
You have honored, blessing it with the greatest blessings

29. The all protect you with overflowing good tidings
Imagining it brings joy to overflowing cheer

30. So may you and all the loyal live
A life for the passage of time, fresh

31. And pardon my shortcomings in describing you
For seas are too narrow before your expanse

32. Yes if the day of pride comes for a poet
Then be through the son of Ibrahim extremely proud