1. Winter has made my abode pleasant for me
Is there anything like something that makes homes pleasant?

2. With the courtyard, roof, sitting area and porch
I have not ceased being delighted

3. And with the gardens that meander through
The flowerbeds of the meadows blooming

4. By God, one day the clouds gathered there
Cut off its sun and erected a wall for us

5. A day when our troubles competed
With their bugle calls

6. And the clouds were preoccupied with blessing us
Molded from their water, pitchers

7. And the cup was polished in experienced hands
Adorning the wine with crystals

8. You'd think its cheeks and edges were musk
And beneath that was camphor

9. O you who seek provision in winter, leave provision
To come in summer abundantly

10. These are the decrees, you cannot will
Your provision to exceed the decrees