1. The days have been kind to you, making you happy,
You are my wishes, riches, and life,

2. The lost one has found the light of guidance,
Oh you, his dream, his star, his idol,

3. Let the night leave, we forgive it,
As long as this morning stays lit up,

4. Your pure beauty to me is like,
A heart's faith in the humility of prayers,

5. And my inclination is towards that beauty,
With your authority I have honor and status,

6. A tired young man has come knocking on the door,
His travels made him tired and weary,

7. He has wandered the days moving his feet,
Seeking a vision embodied in his ultimate goal,

8. In you, he has laid down his travel bags,
And in the sanctuary of your beauty, he has cast away his staff,

9. Where is the noisy misery in my blood,
That bitter suffering took me to its end,

10. If it mocks me loudly,
With the laughter of gloating and the madness of tyrants,

11. Thanks to one who came down from above,
Who challenged misfortune and made it fail,

12. With what hand did you stab his heart,
That it died in my heart even its echo,

13. The night has calmed and the planets have moved on,
Except a wakeful companion singing his sorrows,

14. Calling you from the furthest place, so listen,
To one whose call echoed all through the nights,

15. Calling out longingly, unable to sleep from his passions,
A dear one whom he loves has denied him,

16. I loved you with love, and sang of it,
Exciting wishes, passion and lips,

17. For love is only talk of the most high,
Hymn of eternity, and we are its chanters.