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The day's sun has lost its light

ุดู…ุณ ุงู„ู†ู‡ุงุฑ ุชุบูŠุจุช ู…ู† ู†ูˆุฑู‡

1. The day's sun has lost its light
And sweet musk grows more fragrant in the evening hours

ูก. ุดู…ุณ ุงู„ู†ู‡ุงุฑ ุชุบูŠุจุช ู…ู† ู†ูˆุฑูู‡ู
ูˆุชุทูŠู‘ูุจ ุงู„ู…ุณูƒ ุงู„ุฐูƒูŠู‘ู ุจุณููˆุฑูู‡ู

2. The full moon's glow cannot compare
To his at the height of perfection, nor a tenth of it

ูข. ูˆุงู„ุจุฏุฑ ู„ูŠุณ ุถูŠุงุคู‡ ูƒุถูŠุงุฆู‡
ุนู†ุฏ ุงู„ุชู‘ูŽู…ุงู… ูˆู„ุง ูƒุนุดุฑ ุนุดูŠุฑู‡ู

3. We do not doubt, nor does the pilgrimโ€™s brother,
That Joseph had no equal

ูฃ. ู„ุณู†ุง ู†ุดูƒู‘ู ูˆู„ุง ูŠุดูƒ ุฃุฎูˆ ุญุฌู‰ู‹
ููŠ ุฃู†ู‘ูŽ ูŠูˆุณู ู„ู… ูŠูƒู† ุจู†ุธูŠุฑูู‡ู