1. My love revealed his beauty, and the time of union has come
I see his perfection in my mirror, his image

2. My full moon dawning with a radiant face, clearing the pure dawn
With his cup giving me life, its draft purified

3. Oh you who blame me for my intoxication, wait, for love is my excuse
May you lose your children if you but knew the love of the Majestic Glory

4. My bliss is with my beloved, though now the sight of him torments me
My heaven with my sought one is a fire flaming within it

5. Reprove my playful critic justly, with no fault to be set right
What can the critic do, when all is His doing?

6. His love has filled us, his face is before me, kissed
My foolish critic, misled in his error

7. Oh you who blame me, do not hope, for none will listen
The lover hears nothing, no matter how the critic complains

8. How can the enamored listen to a critic who knows nothing
Of the beauty that has enthralled all creation in its allure?

9. May my Lord bless and salute him, in the Exalted Assembly
At the Lote-Tree of the Limit, his request granted

10. And upon his Family, pure and noble, and the Companions of merit
As long as the south wind blows, my love revealed his beauty