1. O you, the banner under which
Poetry ascended above the galaxy, and its verses,

2. And the Arab writer, whom the breasts
Of papers bear fruit like branches, and their benefits,

3. And the soft writer with the pen that
Crowns the pride of pottery, its masterpieces,

4. So the true science grew by it and took root
In the plain of literature, its firm foundations,

5. You translated Homer's poems, which adorned,
Beautifully, time enveloped them and they are its remnants,

6. So you dressed its form with conspicuous elegance,
That remains when glories do not remain out of envy,

7. And you spread it among scholars as a wonder
In the folds of a book whose meanings are sought,

8. Houris on beds at the Lote Tree, the utmost
Of wonder, loved by the Most High, and courting Him,

9. The poets remained reciting joy for it,
And the horizon dances, and the stars help it,

10. And the river is a harp, and the breezes flowered,
And the branches are lute, and the doves befriend it,

11. And the earth is intoxicated, and the haze clapping,
Enraptured, and the gazes of the ether witness it,

12. And the birds chant, and the meadows are delighted,
Beaming from a mouth whose temples its necklaces adorn,

13. And the humans are spirits, and the angels fluttering,
And the jinn are human, and clarity covenants with it,

14. It is as if the cosmos prepared a wedding
For glory, and joy provides its banquets,

15. This is the magnificent effect and manifestation
Of fine creation, so every courageous one,

16. What is in the Beatrice for knowledge a fresh
Sweet spring, pure except your leadership guided it,

17. And they described you in the pages of every magazine
With a description quenching the thirst of those seeking its creeks,

18. And the orators competed in your field
Of struggle, which ambition swayed aiming towards it,

19. They gathered and were careful in speech and created wonders,
But your description will not attain its goals,

20. When I saw you alone in your struggle,
Yearning for great feats as circumstances opposed him,

21. Seriousness runs after him, and ahead of him
Walks wisdom, and intelligence supports him,

22. With resolute intentions, his pride does not falter
Until his arms attain what he desires,

23. I was certain that you are the axis of hopes
And deeds in an era that makes you its leader,

24. Tear the veil of prose, for you are its adversary,
And strike the chest of poetry, for you are its father,

25. And cast the ray of virtue, for you are its pole,
And raise the throne of nobility, for you are its glorious one,

26. And know, and teach, and benefit and be beneficial, and win,
And submit to this time, for you are its only one.