1. O ally of glory, though my heart is struck
And I have naught but these open spaces - open spaces

2. A gentle breeze has revived me
With it the veil of joy has been lifted from my face

3. And stirred my thoughts, a magical breeze
That blew across a bright sky without clouds

4. A resolve of joys which restored my determination
And through it fate was generous and nobility upright

5. With it I knew you were master
And that you are a sea to the hopeless, a refuge

6. That you have might and pride and steadfastness
And that you are the gateway to splendid glory

7. I came to you seeking and your might drew near
And your two eyes were not struck with disease

8. And I complain to fate of cunning deeds
With which everything I hope for is a mirage

9. But my notion, nay my certainty, is that I
Will have all I call upon you for granted

10. And nothing barred me from your door of generosity
Save my lowly state, and the lowly are feared

11. But your fine traits are rich
Beyond need for explaining, and the fair taste is wonder

12. So fear no ill or rejection from Allah's servant
For the noble one has a place for every beauty

13. And live safe - favors are a talisman
And the giver of favor is beyond reckoning

14. And this is a bride who has expressed about your sublime traits
Speaking beautifully of your fine meanings

15. So take her from this poor servant as a gift
And do not spurn her, for a falling star is a falling star

16. May the days continue to grant you bliss
And necks submit to you in bounty

17. You continue to rise in the horizons of greatness
Going and returning to this sanctuary