1. Enough of what has passed, O eye, of tearful regret
Over a life whose time I spent in other than devotion

2. I wrote what I had of sadness and sorrow
And does concealment avail from Him who makes lamentation knock?

3. I disliked a life in which I attained no wish
So my living in it is extremely straitened and distressed

4. My hope in the Prophet Muhammad has sufficed me
So there is no difference for me between taking or leaving

5. The Generous Lord makes the full moon's light seem dim
And attributes of His dim the lustre of pearls on a necklace

6. My colour tends toward what you hope for in intercession
From Him tomorrow erasing what was of my lies

7. It is as if I see my soul has attained at his basin
And those jugs have been sealed with musk

8. I have grown old and youth has turned its back and left its time
And I still hope for pardon from the Owner of the Kingdom

9. As it came in the Qur'an, He forgives our sins
If He wills, all evil deeds except associating others with Him

10. It is as if the whiteness of old age is a garment of return
Which I wore after playfulness and laughter