1. Delight in the breeze of Sala's plains
And the musk spread from those meadows

2. Take to the ravines of gazelles therein
And the streams turning in the ponds

3. Cure the disease if you sensed a taste
From those dark eyes of sickness

4. And suffice you to pacify at the foot of a garden
Of vast basin and clustered ponds

5. Many a short time has passed for me
And what time is for a created being but passing?

6. I forgot with a love for me sincere
And my days obliging while love acquiescent

7. Make me forget the sweetness of parting
And my union's dispersal in dissolution

8. I wonder that when days have passed
You say delicate branches snapped

9. The commands of the Able have influence
And none can object to the Able