1. Do they hear naught but the caravan's echo
A voice fluttering in the second dusk

2. Of everyone walking in the dark as though
He's part of the dark, led astray by both eyes

3. Calling out when the night wraps him up
The wave of pitch darkness calls out like one drowning

4. No harm in one who sang like his singing
That he doesn't strike with the talons of hawks

5. Indeed, the virtues in life are many
Fear in it and ease are equal

6. O reviver of the ignorant night wakefully
While the birds take refuge in nests

7. He chats with the planets while he is more hidden
Than an eminent poet in the depths of oblivion

8. Say, O kin of eminent poets, when called
And ignorance strikes around them with poles

9. How many a scream for you in the dark as though
Beating a chest for the oppressed soul

10. These are the languages, and no languages but those
Raised by them, a string of conscience

11. If letters don't restrict them, then they
Speak like revelation in every tongue

12. The speech is richest without divisions and foreignness
Sad pouring out and joy of bud