1. After winter had departed from the shrine
And homes drew near in spring, to us,

2. After the meadows had hung up their veils
And the trees tied up their branches,

3. After the birds did not know whether to chirp
In joy or settle in tranquility,

4. After I said to the critics and they said
"How much jest did the jester pretend to sing?"

5. Now that spring has returned as winter
And winter's company is miserable company,

6. Say to March, "What have you left for
April and April for you, O March?

7. This is frost, this is ice, as it was before,
And this snow and rain,

8. This is barrenness, this affliction, this is destruction, this is devastation."
We have added logs to the fireplaces

9. And fire was good for those who warm themselves,
Raiment was made lighter after being made heavy

10. In the night and day, the raiment,
And birds took cover, unable to venture out

11. Fearing the birds might speak.
For us is comfort like embers or sparks

12. And what are embers and sparks to it?
For us is the lute - blessed is the lute -

13. And the flute also, so blessed is the flute,
And for us is the neighbor who is Abu Muhammad

14. Who never betrayed as a neighbor,
The Hashimite youth and the fulfilling moon

15. With whom no moons can compete,
O perfection of pride, O son of Abi Tamim

16. From whom pride is completed,
The perfumes came to us, when we were most in need of them,

17. When the perfumes came to us.
She poured out yellow in the palm as if it were a gold dinar

18. That knew no adulteration other than musk and no science like it and perfume.
We tuned the strings though cares do not attend

19. Wherever strings are tuned,
We asked for your lasting life - no night has been darker

20. Nor day brighter,
You, my chief, O Ja'far, are an ocean from which oceans flow.

21. The weight of thanking you has weakened poetry
So that poetry cannot carry that weight.