1. Our neighbors in Albatiha
I sent greetings with the breezes

2. And I entrusted the breeze with old love talk
From the day of the trial

3. Buried in my heart is my life
If the courtyard meets on equal terms

4. The singers mention Laila
But she is not, O youth, in Alameria

5. So they cried and cried and cried
And not like the chaste cries

6. And they are not for the loves and songs
Nor for the worldly passions

7. Nor for the singers in any sense
But for the supreme matters

8. Truths, nay subtleties, that have transcended
To the highest of the holy presences

9. Visions for the sights from hearts
Purified, righteous, immaculate

10. And spirits flying to their heights
With the wings of seated passion

11. So they hurry in gardens of paradise
And take refuge in the shining lanterns

12. So the heart's fervor for the best life
With the loved ones in the highest chambers

13. May the Generous Lord by sheer grace
Fulfill the farthest of wishes