1. The house is lonely without its generous lord
And my eyes are clouded after his shining sun

2. Do not blame your legs if they complain of the fetters
They toiled to climb the high peaks

3. The body has limits but your goal has no bounds
You wronged yourself for so long and more

4. You walk its thorns as if they were smooth and flat
God bless you, you never held yourself too high

5. Do not wait, O Sheikh, for gratitude in return
You drink bitterness and give others honey

6. No formidable task makes your resolve waver
From the heights you are bold against the highest

7. O you of pure essence, black and white suit you
Hearts of men are captivated by love of you

8. With your mention waft the scent of roses and wood
And everyone enjoys your open hospitality

9. Your sickness makes me sick, your joy brings me joy
If only I could relieve your sleepless nights