1. The dawn of a horizon, mother of flowers and deceits
Is your book the joy of soul and rapture

2. I read it and it flowed in every limb
As if I and it were water and trees

3. To God belong its enchanting, tormenting words
They rose above pearls, where is might and greatness?

4. Whoever says it's like precious pearls, say to him
You missed it if you did not say about it, not even less

5. My Master, my tongue falls short of answering you
And there is no hope that my apology will excuse me

6. I'm just a servant among your servants
My habit from the start is a sincere prayer that informs

7. If I pitched my tent above the stars raising it
I'd still find an illusion of you waiting there

8. And the blessed traveler's speed, his bird
Made me opt for brevity in speech

9. I wrote it while he was crossing on a journey
What's the state of poetry when travels hasten?

10. You still comfort a heart of which you are resident
And through you the sublime continue to take pride