1. The dawn rent open the darkness from its throat,
Green chrysalises appeared upon it.

2. The smile of the morning glistened from its adornment,
The light of dawn was like a grin.

3. The sun rose for its place in the east,
So rise with your sun, O full moon!

4. Intercede through it for the sun of morning, though
Its rise began at sunset.

5. Mock the gloomy fate with it,
For fate itself can be mocked through its like.

6. Seek it out briskly every morning, a maiden
Whose neck the wine pours towards.

7. Ruby red, shining in its bottle,
As if, were it not flowing, it would be embers.

8. As if its pitcher by sorcery
Gurgled at its turtle dove and nest.

9. It slipped its veil revealing a virgin's excuse -
No excuse bars her union!

10. A leg runs towards it tipsily, the sweetness of its steps intoxicated by wine.
Love's kiss is sweet but the taste of waiting for it is bitter.

11. Or a gazelle whose tresses are a night
And the glow upon its brow a dawn,

12. A fawn - were it not for her slender waist's bracelet
Her side would not support her hips,

13. A partridge whose few charms
Are nothing compared to her kindness,

14. In a garden the spring adorned for her
Dresses with embroidery, sprinkled by rainfall.

15. Lightning in its meadows ripped open joy -
The clouds smiled and the flowers grinned.

16. The leaves were stirred by it, singing,
Their green branches entwined.

17. Woe to our gathering since you have united
In it intimacy and the rending of veils!

18. Our pitcher is gold and its wine
A ruby and its bubbles pearl.

19. For our day and the cupbearers of our goblets
A radiant dawn and faces like flowers.

20. The wine-pourer calls to reveille with it
One whose hearing the lute does not burden.

21. If the drunkenness of her wine does not please the drinker
When does drunkenness please the sober?

22. So drink and do not say time has ordained
That the free man fails to attain pleasure!

23. The time has been shaded by my father Abu Hasan's bliss
So it cleared and hardship disappeared through his ease.

24. From his fingers set out to flow
For the hopeful clouds of glad tidings.

25. Clouds but the gentle patter of their rain
Is goodness and the flash of its lightning good news.

26. To those on his right hand he gives success,
And to those on his left, ease.

27. His mystical knowledge has conversed with his external knowledge
So they have both overflowed as seas.

28. A sea but the divergence of its outpouring
Does not drive back the oncomer like a stream.

29. His heart shone with sincerity
So he is the devout, loyal and dutiful one.

30. Listen to him and look at him and you will find
Reports whose truth is verified by reports.

31. He has an ambition that almost
Melted solid rocks by its ferocity.

32. If he wished to hunt the stars with it
The eagles would not find a lair in the sky.

33. From a stock watered by the Most High's rain
His stature grew and excellence throve in it.

34. So its branches hung down fruitfully,
The boughs flourished and bore noble deeds.

35. O beginning for whom city and desert alike
Have thanked the profit of his hands!

36. My poetry praising you is not miserly -
For the like of your praise poetry itself is composed.

37. To you strings of verse, articulated,
Never to adorn another's throat.

38. They come congratulating on a rank
Through you, its worth has reached its limit.

39. Hand down the days, ever rising,
Through ranks whose number the mind cannot grasp.