1. Pain for our Caliph Yusuf
Fills hearts with captives of regret

2. Pain that tosses the heart of every monotheist
And abandons Islam to apprehensive alliances

3. The light of dawn had not smiled
Brilliantly at sunrise

4. Until the Caliph Yusuf was seen
Healed from his afflictions

5. Nor had the blossoms seemed bright
On their horizons, nor the blossoms scented

6. Nor does light reveal the smile of its horizons
Nor does a branch bend with the softness of a cloak

7. Horses with mournful faces as though
They were not sent to battle a transgressor

8. And the racers as though they are gazes
Stunned, so because of him they did not blink

9. And the drawn swords say in their sheaths
The Imam is healed, and through his enemies we wreak havoc

10. My lord your servant in that case
Tears that flow and burning sorrows that do not calm

11. So the heart tossed upon the embers of grief
Obliged without pretense

12. I awake and sleep not seeing the king of guidance
Exhausted, lengthening my longing and vigilance

13. And today the harbinger brings glad tidings to me
And awareness of the recovery of the august master

14. So I gave from my soul and what my hands earned
That which I cherished in existence and did not expend

15. For his return is sweeter to me than meadows
Of sweet water and shaded shelter

16. My aim is to kiss the earth of my master
For through it is the loftiness of my status and ennoblement

17. And the elation for his comfort that
Shook the most noble cloak of the religion of God

18. He had been absent from sights so I did not stop
Hoping to see the most noble place

19. And I say, if only fate would grant my quest
To see him, though fate is no aid to me

20. And longing takes away my calm and patience
Until I resorted to writing these letters

21. Be quick with the meeting, for that is the easiest request
For one blown by the winds of the noble

22. You remain, O king of kings, accompanying
Victory, eternity, and subtle kindness