1. O you who has attained the highest rank of perfection,
And whose praises fill the ears,

2. And who occupies a place above the ether,
All glories are beneath you.

3. Poetry has become obedient in praising you,
However much I want, and meters comply.

4. You who has acquired every virtue,
And therefore, consensus has converged upon you.

5. The virtuous in all virtues,
Are guided by you, and are your followers.

6. So the servant seeks closeness to you, for his distance,
And because he is anxious from the days of his life.

7. And I saw the lightning flashes from you, they have not ceased
To bring near to him the rain of hope and aspirations.

8. So allow that promise, as long as
The days are obedient to you, and you are obeyed.

9. O you whose eloquent words adorn,
Precious pearls in souls that are sold.

10. My intention is to adorn my necklace with a precious jewel,
From a poem about you, for you are the bejeweler.