1. O Master, for whom among the people there is no substitute,
O You who are my hope and my aspiration,

2. My Master, what can be done, tell me what is the way,
If what they have said is true, then do not question,

3. I have no power and stratagems are of no use,
What makes me forget the gazelle and the love talk has come,

4. So the heart has busied itself with it, rather it has become inflamed,
With a caravan as they say in the proverb,

5. I have in it neither she-camel nor camel,
One like you in it is sufficient and has provided,

6. On you after Allah it depends in it the relied upon,
If I have burdened so in you is the tolerance,

7. How many errors you have concealed and how many slips,
One like you is hoped for when tribulations descend,

8. It is good that he should do good in word and deed,
Remembers if he speaks and forgets what he has done.