1. I knew not the saint but by his gentleness,
O you poor one, you're a slave to arrogance,

2. You thought the mysteries were in clothes,
Rising between the polished tail and ornament.

3. Stare with insight and look,
At the enlightened hearts before the rising.

4. You sought knots in the sheep pen,
Yet the knots are in the box.

5. The scent of palm trees in the east, O one
Who went hoping to pick it up in the morn.

6. You're down in the low thinking falsely,
Yet the saint's affairs are in loftiness.

7. You're a stranger to the dawning of revelation,
To a lover you're ignorant of the meaning of dawn.

8. O poor one, did you know with certainty,
What the Creator concealed in the creation?

9. You await the secret in a fat, broad,
Beautiful utterance, well-arranged.

10. O little smart one, you see lightning in the night,
So take the ruling of the flashing lights.

11. My Lord hides the secret in whom He will,
By the symbol of the joined and separate.

12. How many raced ahead at first,
Then called last when returning.

13. We from our house knew men,
Who served God on the common path.

14. They left creation like a reasonable one,
With a burning, passionate heart.

15. The group of the eminent master,
Sheikh of the path and verification.

16. The wise, generous one with high ambition,
Sheikh of the understood and spoken.

17. He entrusted concealment to his people,
So they were wary of their neighbor and friend.

18. Free us, my friend, from people
Who claimed musk was the essence of rights.

19. The champion, noble sheikh of loftiness.
To see a silent master, great,

20. With affairs that rose from a passionate heart.
How he stayed up at night and awakened

21. Riding the path on white she-camels.
Shed a tear on the cheeks constantly,

22. Like the constant yearning of lovers for the beloved.
Outwardly peaceful, and within the matter, burning,

23. A brother to a tender, sensitive heart.
Negligent, he eats food, and if he drinks water,

24. It’s the drinking of the drowning.
Never a day I clothed him

25. With the garment of security in the graceful abode.
This was about the matter of the most noble guide,

26. In the presence of the truthful and the distinguisher.
Clarify for me, my friends, about a friend

27. I parted with, and my troop marched on.
Will the nights gather friends

28. Who pledged to us the old rights?
It's a secret not divulged as long as

29. The earth remains and the feast nights pass.
The hearts concealed it from every market,

30. The secret of hearts isn't the secret of markets.
Convey my fragrant greetings, O breeze,

31. To the sincere, trusted friend.
I have led my heart to the beloved,

32. If the lovers see the camel market.