1. إِلى حَضرَةِ الرُوحِ الأَمينِ تَحيَّةٌ

    مُعَطَّرَةُ الأَنفاسِ طَيّبةُ الوردِ

    To the august presence of the Trustworthy Spirit, a greeting,

    Perfumed in breath and sweet with roses.

  2. تَضاعف مِنها الشَوقُ وَالوَجدُ سالمٌ

    وَما اِعتَلَّ فيها الودُّ مِن ذَلِكَ العَهدِ

    Longing redoubles through it, and passion remains sound;

    Nor has love within it sickened since that time.

  3. يُعَطّر قطرَ الشّامِ وَالرومِ قَطرها

    وَيَخجَلُ عَرفَ المسكِ وَالبانِ وَالرَندِ

    Its rain perfumes the lands of al-Sham and Rum,

    And puts to shame the scent of musk, ben, and laurel.

  4. وَتَحمِلُ مِن عليا دِمَشقَ رِسالَةً

    تَضُوع بِأَرض الرُوم كَالعَنبر الوردِ

    And it bears from the heights of Damascus a message,

    That wafts through the land of Rum like rosy ambergris.

  5. وَتَشرَحُ مِن حالي لِعالي جَنابِهِ

    لِيَعلَم حَقّاً ما أُلاقي مِنَ الوَجدِ

    And explains something of my state to his exalted presence,

    So he may truly know the passion I endure.

  6. وَتُخبِرُهُ أَنّي عَلى القُربِ وَالنَوى

    عَلى كُلِّ حالٍ وَاقِفٌ مَوقِفَ العَبدِ

    And tells him that I, whether near or far,

    In every circumstance, stand in the station of a servant,

  7. وَكَثرَة أَشواقٍ إِذا رُمت حَصرَها

    أَرى بَعضَها يَربُو عَلى الحَدِّ وَالعَدِّ

    And of my many longings: whenever I try to count them,

    I find some of them surpass all bounds and reckoning.

  8. فَوَاللَهِ وَالمَجدِ الَّذي لا يُغيرُه

    تفاخُرُ أَهلِ العَصرِ في القُربِ وَالبُعدِ

    So, by God and by the glory that is not altered

    By the boasting of this age's people, near and far:

  9. لِشَمِّ ثَرى تِلكَ الدِيارِ وَطيبِها

    أَحبُّ إِلى المُشتاقِ مِن جَنَّةِ الخُلدِ

    To smell the moist earth of those abodes and their fragrance

    Is dearer to one who longs than the Garden of Eternity.

  10. سَقاها وَحَيّاها الإِلَهُ معاهِداً

    تَدورُ بِأَفلاك السَعادَةِ وَالسَعدِ

    May God water and bless them, those familiar abodes,

    That revolve in the spheres of happiness and good fortune.

  11. وَلا زالَتِ الأَقدارُ طَوعَ مراده

    سَحابَ دُنُوِّ العَهدِ مُوصلة العَهدِ

    And may the fates remain obedient to his will,

    Clouds of renewed closeness, keeping the bond unbroken.