1. Every day a festival they crowned
Within it a dead man with praise scents

2. He did not teach his people a craft, nor
Illuminate the earth with the light bulb

3. His living loved ones gathered in it and fulfilled
The desires of his family and friends

4. He did not mislead people until death
Was empty of lies for them or hypocrisy

5. It is only a brilliant ray wept over
Whenever time passed by it illuminated

6. It filled mouths and ears amidst
The clamor of the alive and the silence of demise

7. The wall of art and its pillar’s builder
The temple of melodies is Isaac, the singing

8. Of people like the Pleiades renewed
In the heavens of nights ancient

9. They planted long ago and built
No planting lasted nor building immortalized

10. Except a brilliant planting or a stone
Of a genius in both the secret of survival

11. From a gifted inspired hand
That plants benevolence or builds sublime

12. A nightingale Alexandrian, is it you
Not on earth, but in the sky

13. It descended the coast from a lofty
Place of shade, fragrance and water

14. Bearing pure, delicate art
The spring overflowed to a thirsty generation

15. It settled in a valley, in its expanse
All birds were honored by it except the screeching

16. It fills the dawns with trilling when
It turns the birds to the nests for supper

17. It may inspire the darkness of night
And comes to the planet so draws illumination

18. And casts its ears in a direction
To catch voices secretly like the parrot

19. So it receives in them what moves it
Of the hidden whispers or loud calling

20. O dervish, get up and spread the talk
And explain love and whisper to the martyrs

21. Strum the lute, its strings chant
What you desire and speak what you wish

22. Move the flute and moan in its forest
And breathe in its steep hollows

23. And pour sorrow in its depths
Of crying, passion and mourning

24. And roam with the souls and send them to
The world of subtlety and lands of serenity

25. Do not shed a tear for art, for it will not
Lack shepherds and caretakers

26. It is God’s bird in His care
He sends it water and food

27. God breezed over the world through it
So it is like the house and art perishes

28. It dresses in its fragrance
And the splendor of beauty

29. And if deprived of its tenderness
Harshness and aridity spread in it

30. And if it grew bored or sick
It circulated like the sun and air over it

31. And if art walked with the kingdom
Beauty and prosperity appeared through it

32. The karnak dressed Egypt like no
Clothing eroded by nights and years

33. God sends messengers through it at
Intervals of appearing and hiding

34. Whenever a messenger fulfilled and left
One who completes the messages came

35. Master of art, rest from a world
Whose last era afflicted it with ordeals

36. Perhaps you were frustrated so did not enjoy it
And revelation flowed, forgetting your misery

37. You have deputized brilliant art
Art handed over the banner to it

38. In the kingdom of a heart is a nightingale
The likes of it unparalleled by caliphs

39. A chanter like the small sphere flowed
Its voice in the sphere of the vast space

40. Art is too shy to chant it
And the beauty of genius is modesty