1. The year nearly passed, O rose
And the crescent moon appeared or turned away

2. We did not come close to you
Except with wishful thinking, nothing more

3. Since we knew you, we knew
Every beauty and torment

4. A blaze in the heart, so turn
Your eyes to me as I approach

5. Yet I do not see your eyes
Except as a drawing by a skilled artist

6. And we drank from the hell of
Passionate love, calmly drinking

7. Do not blame me if my heart
Betrayed me or I loved you

8. It was not up to me
Except that I saw you

9. So we counted your beauty a calamity
It is unique and it is you

10. Where is the beauty that lit up
The day? Did you wear it?

11. Did you inherit the dawn and the dawn
A minaret or did you kill it?

12. It sways, oh my heart
In your steps, you do not know

13. That a heart boundless
As a spear, from you was shattered

14. Increase its sickness, may God not
Relieve its agony, how evil

15. Is he who called it to long
Who called it, increase its sickness

16. Or did he think the heart is untouched
And unharmed? Do not reveal it

17. God called it to love
So it obeyed, do not increase it

18. We are a people, my love
Created for beauty

19. If God excelled in creation
We excelled in speech

20. God created us for singing
And composing where we were

21. And forbade us from stagnation
And harshness, so we obeyed

22. He said "Sing and describe My
Exquisite creation in poetry

23. And seek your reward from
The meadows and cheeks"

24. None elevates the signs of art
Except you when you rise

25. Thank them and thank yourselves
That is justice

26. You have no reward from the world
Apart from it, so take it

27. O you of beauty, this is what
God ordered, so hear it

28. We paid our debt, so
Pay your debts, are you pleased?

29. And we sang, so come
And make us happy, do not make us miserable

30. Life is not complete unless
You compose poems and fall in love

31. There would be a beauty in the world
That cannot be counted, and then you smiled

32. You do not know what fire
When I see you, close to my chest

33. Laughing, the light of joy
Bursting from you, how do you know?

34. A poet composes and a lover
Visits, and peace be upon you