1. He did not utter "Alas!" for losing him, like one at ease saying "Alas!"
The soul complained of its nightingales

2. That ruined its calm and pretense
If they concealed his union, they did not

3. Conceal the phantoms of him and his memory from me
The house is far, yet it is near me

4. Despite its distance and remoteness
In the beholder's heart is the image of her face

5. And in the core of the heart is her dwelling
A virgin with her dress full

6. And for the slender, pliant one her elevation
The breeze lent its hue and her cheek

7. And the nature of her glances and their meaning
If wine were not like her disposition

8. In nature, it would not have intoxicated her companions
And a night whose beginning

9. Resembled its end in merriment
I kiss the lightning from its curly hair

10. And kiss the sun from her cheek
The wind gave me to drink while her cheek was the cup

11. And her eyes were the glasses of glances
If she wanted to mingle, she would put

12. At the last glance, her mouth to my mouth
Oh she has mature coffee

13. And only her cheeks are its abode
Her lips are its grounds when blended for me

14. And her kissing is its pouring when I am given to drink
She imagines herself the sun in her brilliance

15. Rather, she imagines the suns are her
Ask the morning breeze and people about my nature

16. And glory about my comfort and generosity
Do I not give sublimity its realities

17. Flowing from me, and let pleasures run their course?
If disasters march violently

18. I meet them, fearing not their aftermath
And the gazelles' eyes enchant me

19. I weaken the slightest of them and make it thin
I am not pleased with things

20. Unless I find favors pleasing them
And listen, with me is the subtlety

21. Of every righteousness, its most hidden and concealed
I do not claim virtue before those below and above

22. Bear witness to it for me
I do not see myself as having a hand over a friend

23. That would ruin its grace with its blessings
Whoever chooses me with his love has from me

24. A hand like mountains though small
For God, our days that passed

25. In the abode of Ankara what most beautiful of them!
The palace from the realm of kings to

26. Its highest places, to its prayer house
You saved me from the heedlessness of youth

27. And glory from its dawn and morning
If a forbidden pleasure presented itself

28. Or a difficult scheme, we avoided it
Or if misfortunes assailed us, we screamed Your name

29. A roaring in Your name, and You protected us
If we threw ourselves into dangers for pride

30. A copious flood burst forth, so we rose above them
The extinguisher of war whenever it blazed

31. And the horseman of steeds when he encountered them
It is as though, out of fear of him,

32. Time is adorned with wine or protected
He brought humility to stubborn kings, so they abandoned

33. Censuring his rule and supremacy
The capability of her Caesar fell short of him

34. Beyond her Sapur and Kisra
Her Firuz and Rustam ran out

35. And he excelled over her Jalandara
For every possession of the earth a like

36. And I do not see for the mighty any like him
I say, O King of Kings, but do not

37. Say in praising him the Khaqan of China
He sought and reached for the stars, undertaking

38. With an ambition only his effort can attain
A soul whose dwelling is the sky

39. And ambition the whole world in its lowness
Time was too narrow for him when fate descended on it

40. With the smallness of his sublimity, so what of its greatness?
A caliphate the time became employed in his service since his assumption of it

41. It warns him from tyranny and commands him
And it cannot disobey him, so it deters him

42. O King, the pottery boasts of him
From us over its life and death

43. The kings derive the pride of their glory
When they see his glory and worldly possession

44. If his disposition manifested to them
They would not praise their own dispositions after it

45. If anyone were to ask him for his sublimity, he would give it
He is not of those who break a promise, and if he gives generously he forgets it

46. If rain fails its attainer
It fails its clouds and pouring

47. The reconciler of two conditions, the unifier of
Opinions in his peace and provocation

48. The earth and servants submitted to him together
As did the beasts in its rugged and deserted places

49. He is the tongue of piety and its essence
He is the right hand of sublimity and its left

50. Imagined from the essence of prophecy when
The world was clay and its water

51. Whoever obeys him succeeds through his obedience
And whoever disobeys him has disobeyed God

52. Take it and with it outdo kings, for
No angel or boaster came up with it

53. Especially from my brother, the protector
Who attained favors and eminence through it

54. And this does not encompass Your hidden perfect traits
Except a tenth of a tenth of them

55. Your glory overwhelms praise, even if
The world were tongues and mouths