1. A body resembling an illusion
And my heart does not desire anything but you

2. Eyes that shed their tears
For lips composed like pearls

3. A longing that, were it not for your love, would not have kindled
Along with beautiful patience in the worst state

4. Yearning made evident for you, so it set out
Indistinguishable from fragrant wood

5. Turning away from a critic in your love
Who barely listens to words being said

6. Oh my friend, is there anyone fortunate
For a wound that is infatuated with my emptiness?

7. Will you comfort a lover from his burning passion
Or quench a little of his thirst with fresh water?

8. An apparition visited me from you, but when it visited me
It only increased me in apparitions, nothing more

9. It stirred the fire I was accustomed to
Having kindled in my heart and flamed up

10. Portraying to me an example from you, though
I cannot imagine any example for your beautiful faces

11. And by remembering you in the darkness of my grief
How can I not shine with the pure water?

12. The people once quenched the thirst of the people
In an era when the sweet union was my state

13. The wind wove me into its threads
During nights like the days of union

14. There I had a dwelling for playfulness
An exciting time in the first days of my youth

15. The gazelle appeared and the doe peeked out
The wide eyes of the antelope from behind the branches

16. Who has enchanted me, I wonder, that taught
The wide eyes this lawful magic?

17. And she shot me, striking my eyelid
Oh Suleima, what is with your eyes and what is with me?

18. How often she saw me without comfort
Besides what comes to my mind from them

19. Glances I had sent forth
By them, oh Saad, was my affliction

20. I wish I knew, when Zainab turned away
Was it from boredom or coquetry?

21. How many tears did you make me shed
During the farewell, cheap though they were to me

22. I did not find in you any turning to
A burning liver or shedding of degraded tears

23. Where, oh where are the she-camels that
Wander between encampment and departure?

24. We remembered your promise from afar
So we complained to the breaths of the north wind

25. The beautiful era has passed, and with it
A dynasty that belonged to the ladies of men

26. I was infatuated, but when
The shine of grey hair appeared in my forelock

27. I saw myself in difficulties, both I and the days
Engaged in a war of argument

28. Whoever saw me said, from what he saw:
“This is how the nights treat the free man”

29. I am not degraded by them from the rank
And station of my high worth

30. I am granted ample living by He Who
Though today I am in narrow means

31. A spring from which I draw forth
What I seek from it in prestige and wealth

32. If I go forth unto it, then attainment
Is from its help and continuous bestowal

33. And if I see a rising from it
It dazzles me between beauty and majesty

34. The brightness of its stable, lofty aspects
Did not make the mountains tremble

35. And the dispeller of every tremendous misfortune
For disasters, with no fear of decline

36. Its praiseworthy qualities can scarcely be counted
Which God elevated the House of Glory by

37. And virtues by which glory is ennobled
And good is recognized by those virtues

38. Pursuer of good with the like of it
Joining the ages with them, though the ages have passed

39. A man granted from his Creator
Boldness to subdue the necks of men

40. Bestowing His favors successively
And the most glorious rain is what comes to you consecutively

41. And to him belong the highest extremes
He attained their furthest ends beyond reach

42. The House, every good is in them
The House of Mustafa, from the best houses

43. Lords of the world and guides of guidance
Saviors of the world from the perishing of error

44. By my father, from the lords He has stored
For my worldly life, final life, and hopes

45. They corrected the religion and built its glory
Cultivating felicity, cultivation of the highest

46. A lofty palm tree, from it the branches
I am forever beneath its shade

47. Through them virtue in its joy is complete
Where is the full moon to this perfection?

48. Thanking occupies my tongue and hand
For Ali, after the Praiseworthy Doer of Favors

49. I am pleased to compose my rhymes by him
For around him forever are my endeavors

50. For favor without end, that the asker
Has no need to request it

51. Indeed for me, by my Lord, is hope
In Him fulfilling promise without delay

52. So I am like a garden whose rain clouded over
Then settled beautifully after barrenness

53. I do not see myself disconnected from wealth
And exaltation, my Master, is my connection

54. Through you I attained good until I
Have become one who hopes only for the impossible

55. A benefactor every day blessing me with favor
As such is the sweet freely-flowing bestowal

56. There is no repose from the melodies of the Master
And at His lofty abode have my endeavors halted

57. You have gained the reward of fasting, so congratulations
Master of masters, in this new crescent