1. The suspicion was true and the hidden became clear
O my brother, this life is mere illusion

2. And it is shameful that since we came into existence
We have not ended though we are still living

3. If not for our disgrace, we would not have walked
Upon this soil, and if not for ignorance

4. We would not have accepted the earth except to suffer
In a life whose utmost is misery

5. And if we attempted to ascend to the sky
We would not be able, for we are the lowest

6. And the demons are lower than it
And the sons of the earth are equal in life

7. O brother, my heart returns to turmoil
When I left you all and hope died

8. I had joyful nights between you
I enjoyed them with love and loyalty

9. The soul roamed in its particles and lit up
With more radiance and brilliance

10. And I walked in passions and tendencies
That smiled and desires died

11. So if there is misery followed by bliss
And if there is darkness followed by light

12. And we sometimes die and sometimes live
And by our death we come alive

13. Wretches who overflow with tears of sorrow
Though in our misery we are happy

14. I yearn for the return of those nights
O brother they are bright nights

15. O brother, thus is life - passions
And separation we fear and meeting

16. Do not ask me about life, for within me
There is sickness and disease from it

17. And do not ask me about people, for I have
What the vastness cannot contain about them

18. Whenever I wanted to confess something
Things confused me regarding their matter

19. Do not be fooled by what you see of people
Veiled by pretenses and apparel

20. They deafen the ears with hollow words
And in their talk they are pretenders

21. And it is funny that they claim
Virtue unjustly, and they are free of virtue

22. O brother, I was told that your life is despair
And agony and misery and ordeal

23. They are lost my brother, they have done wrong
For they do not know my state and they are ignorant

24. Why the despair my brother from a life
That is all vain and mere nonsense

25. And why the crying O Shouter and the effort is wasted
In which crying is lost

26. I have never been miserable in my life
But happy, graced by bounties

27. Mocking, joking the passing
Of a life whose words are hollow

28. My heart humble, perplexed by matters
Whether good or bad

29. My destination is God and the sky, my request
And so is death, my constant companion

30. Like a vision floating in the calmness of imagination
Stirring as light stirs

31. Or like a dream that passed and was trouble
Its beginning and its end is illusion

32. O brother, I swear to you I long
For you and without you I have no joy

33. In me is illness, ask about my yellowness
And pallor, and in seeing you is the cure

34. O brother, after meeting comes parting
So when will parting be followed by meeting