1. The soul's spirit breathes the prairie wind
Without it the dawn is like dew

2. As if it from above its crystal throne
Bilqis manifests in the adornment of a beauty

3. And as if it is in the cup, a sun settled
With the crescent's fullness in lights

4. It strung pearls on the anemones of its land
The scattering of pearls from the mist of breezes

5. I did not know whether it revealed blooming seeds
Or reflected the light of the star clusters

6. It flows like Sirius’ spirit in its limbs
Or like youth in the melody of the garden

7. And it returns white hair to youth
As if Jesus came with revival

8. It narrates from ancient times its tale
In sequence while the cycle is in regret