1. The friend of gazelles, like the wild gazelles,
And lively youth, like the liveliness of the bashful,

2. And the day it crowns him with suns,
The purity of love in the purity of the air,

3. For the sun of heavens and the sun of the two worlds,
And the sun of existence and the sun of the sky,

4. Overflowing, scattering from its rising
Onto the pearls of its light, a string of water,

5. And the galloping of its youth in the morning stirs up
The bustling of its camphor in the open space,

6. The birds continue to be busy with its shade,
Sporting in it the turns of melody,

7. It pleases you with sound without lute,
And pours on you music without flute,

8. So rise, we don our gown of time,
For time is most graceful of gowns.