1. I say to my speech today, if you have brought me good fortune,
Then ascend to the highest reaches of the sky by stairs,

2. And compose from the finest words leading poems,
That bring down my poetry to the horizon in the poetry of one who chants.

3. If I have not fulfilled virtues their due,
Of gratitude in the path of polished verse,

4. Then no zeal for virtues has stirred my heart,
Nor has the glory of my forebears been sweet, or my boast seemly,

5. Nor have I attained through any rank of status,
The honor of meeting the esteemed Muhammad.

6. And remembering Ali, and mentioning Muhammad,
Is the sweetest speech spoken after prayers.

7. A dear one whom I praised fate for upon meeting,
And one who attains guidance to walk the path, praises.

8. And it is no wonder that for kissing his hand,
A soul far away reached for a star with its hand.

9. And for him the Lord of wisps created a rising,
By your life, yearning burns in the heart of a rock.

10. So away with you, O jewel of the kingdom, gently,
You touch like a bough of acacia bending with love.

11. And when I present the esteemed one with my praises,
I acknowledge the truth of my words, undeceiving,

12. And one who seeks to attain the essence of your truth,
Will find the goal which draws near to connect pushes away.

13. Otherwise I have not attempted to attain a goal,
With my poetry, nor did my aim compose poems.