1. These dwellings and my heart wandering in them
By the decree of the turns of fate

2. The spheres have circled with it in their expanses
And the universe in its cycles and revolutions

3. So when it stays in an abode it longs for it
The splendors yearn for it

4. It gives it abundance in the darkness of night
Until the army of dawn girds up

5. Heading from Al-Basita to the right
And the west of mysteries

6. And Idris the Exalted stays with his revelation
In the wake of that formidable army

7. His light is hidden from the onlooker's eye
Like the sun obscuring the power of the moons

8. So the ether and aether have ruled
With cold and heat in the cycles