1. Ja'far's garden resembles him
In its grace and traits

2. And blessings abound
Flowing from its pools and streams

3. In it are channels
That flow like its fountains

4. Oh, the delight of forgetfulness
In its groves and arbors

5. And the murmur of its wheel
In its rounds and rotations

6. And the water like serpents
Between its passage and its runnels

7. And the cloud has truly
Lied with its lightning and crevices

8. And the garden has come to you
Messages of morning with its missives

9. And the branch rustles
Among the abundance of its tendrils

10. And the cup was prepared
By drunkenness from the hands of its bearer

11. And many a day I wronged
The truth for its falsehood

12. And bought promptly
What I had prepared for joy in its future

13. So the ends of our days
Resembled their beginnings in beauty