1. O Azzadin, may you remain, for you are a cloud
With whose drops we live when we smell its rain

2. You created a pass of the rope of love smoothly
Towards enemies, sweetly worded

3. Your right hand is a blessed right hand
Just as your left has not ceased being dexterous

4. Your cheerful face proclaims gifts
When a suitor gestures to you with a hint

5. Your promises do not lead to waiting
Your promises are not turned from blossoming

6. Your thoughts are like a generous purse
And a purse other than yours is stingy when watched

7. Do you have an enemy other than your possessions?
For every morning you wage war on him

8. I counted the eulogies of poets as profits
When the misers count them as losses

9. By your life, time will never wrong
Anyone under your protection

10. You have become the place of all merit
So you are the resolution for every beseecher

11. I remain congratulating you on the feast, O you
Whose clothes of glory are no borrowed garments