1. The messenger comes to you with the joy of Nayrouz
So hasten the blossoms of the world, though they are old

2. Yellow it seems in the cups of her dress
After being enjoyed, as if it were Ebreez

3. Enjoyment shows for it ascendant bubbles
So wonderful for a sun whose stars she marries

4. How many thoughts have spent the night dividing their thoughts
About it, and the result of the matter is amazement

5. So it is as if whenever it converges with him
And makes him prefer and distinguish

6. He strives with it like a gazelle whose stature
Is a branch windswept by the morning breeze

7. With a red cheek in its raiment
Of peach and the locks of its hair windswept

8. They cast glances at you with the eyelids of a wakeful one
Harut's eye engraved upon it

9. So ecstasy separates from it as I saw
Patience while it was in want

10. And how much I incline toward it though it is forbidden
And how much I humble myself before it though it is mighty

11. And my regret that I have not through union with it
One day despite the envious won victory