1. Spring came with its flowers
And told us of the creation of the Beloved

2. In its text it sang to us
News of the sweet nightingale Beloved

3. And the morning began like His face
Shining beautifully wondrously

4. And the wine circulated in His mention
A spirit not the raisins' wine

5. And its caller called to the hearts
And they all stood up responding

6. A voice came to them from a
Place of great awe

7. Majesty has cast a tent
Between the caravans and the hill

8. There arose the clamor of
People proclaiming with weeping

9. Beauty ascended from majesty
Hurting in strange embroidery

10. It scattered the subtleties of His grace
And the light flows never setting

11. So the loved ones crowded and
Melted, sad and burning with grief

12. Each whispering his love
Like the sick with the doctor

13. They flew to Him with devotion
And whoever came to Him is not deprived

14. And they drew near to the extent of their resolve
And for every striver there is a share