1. You were guarded from the incidents of nights
And protected from the evil eye of perfection

2. O owner of deeds
That reaped meanings and glories

3. I swear by your generous character
Towards the hopeful and the loyalists

4. Indeed I long for
Those attributes and that beauty

5. And I remembered the closeness
To you and the good days of my prime

6. So I started clapping my palms
And with their clapping, my words

7. How is the way to happiness
And without it for you are the trials