1. The leaves have cast their shadows on me until
My cure has been hidden from every watcher

2. As if their patterns were magical figures
Of lawful magic that still fills the mind of the healer

3. To them the blind look openly
And the deaf hear them in harmony

4. Their nightingale in the garden made me lovesick
And kindled the fire of my heart and longing

5. Their tongue of state reproached me about them
With its pleasant words after embrace

6. So the apple of its cheek split my heart
And the water of its lip is drink for the heart

7. I sniffed its roses and plucked from them
Necklaces of pearls over the inclination

8. A noble, highborn one called out
A scion of glory with lofty pillars

9. He has a pen as sharp as the sword's edge
That slashes at the necks of the riffraff

10. His mind blazed until it dispelled the darkness
With excellence that time will ever preserve

11. The paper complained of the fire of his brilliance
Becoming certain it would catch fire

12. The pouring says that the poured is my garment
And that good lies in the people of Iraq

13. The strung pearls said my place is truth
Anklets of the season on my feet and legs