1. O messenger, convey loving greetings
To the virtuous one, generous of family and neighbor

2. And conclude my words amongst the four
Spread in his neighborhood my memories and news

3. And say you left a prisoner of passion in the wilderness
As if separation singled him out, the Maker

4. Crying for you with tears like a flood
The Tigris river flows from its redness

5. The seers can barely see his image
Were it not for the sigh of sweet soul aflame

6. As if he were blossoms severed in parting
A branch the wind of storm blew harshly upon

7. Passion moves through him at the dawn breeze
And ardor affirms him in the rhyme of birds

8. Loudly exceeding the two ages’ roots
In Karkh it scatters tears atop lanterns

9. Weeping for the loneliness of the crown of glory in the darkness of night
At dawn smiling as company rises

10. So noble one ascending to the heights
With Bahram serving him and the bright star

11. Gently, for your soil has an illness
Upon it the departure of home had effect

12. Do not prolong your travel in Shebah
Distance has uncovered hardship and harm

13. What is the purpose in a house without companions?
What is your sitting between falcon and hunter?

14. If it is sustenance, then the Sustainer will bring it
If you have a task or cave of trials

15. God created no creature to then reject it
Rather, every creation has sustenance in due measure

16. Have you annulled pacts made between us?
In Karkh between gardens and flowers

17. Have you accompanied a lad whose confidence you tried
In description no match for me, keeper of secrets?

18. If that is so, none accompany me
But memory and sorrows, my comrades

19. I do not break pacts though the Indians break me
For pact-breaking to me is greatest shame

20. The Protector willed none but you for the joy of my heart
In both my poverty and wealth

21. I spend my days escorted
By longing for you, from passion most roused

22. If from my sighs you hear thunder when near
And if you see lightning at night, it is from my fire

23. When I look upon Karkh’s spring in full flower
With a tear from my eye, restless and gushing

24. For the day of reunion was our gathering place
It stirs my sorrows and troubles

25. The eve of youth has passed, angry in withdrawal
Yet youth has a right, beyond recompense

26. It asked of me, then desisted asking me
And separation clarified in this matter, my inability

27. Tending and watering days that came before
Between lips, but Eternity is too short for the companion