1. Drink in the meadows and walk through its blossoming gardens
For its beauty has increased, so let your passion for it grow

2. When it adorns itself with branches like garments
And teaches songs to birds with its melodious notes

3. Its lovely branches bear fruit
Let none pluck its fruits or put on its robes

4. The water folds its banks in a gown
And the wind ties turbans around its edges

5. The sun pierces through its trees
With its light showing us wonders beneath

6. Some say it weaves a coat of mail
Others claim it gilds or illuminates scripture

7. The world kept offering up its beauties
Retrieving for it subtleties and treasures

8. Whether a glance, a bird's song,
Lightning’s flash, a traveller paused,

9. I cannot count its ruby pebbles
Or the pearls I found scattered on its banks

10. Whoever stopped here when troubled
Thought youth was renewed and passion restored

11. All who pine pine for it
And longing makes it gentle, not harsh

12. So relax and drink it in, scintillating
The soft breeze competes with it in gentleness

13. What can the praiser say, when meanings
And the sea of words are exhausted singing your praises

14. I have no trick left but to pray
If heard, I will dwell in its shade my whole life