1. The season of love has returned in this feast,
So my attire is imbued with new passion.

2. I've sacrificed my eyelids after feeling
My heart convinced my patience is far.

3. Burden returned after white hair as a child,
And so is the full moon after white hair.

4. My passion for the full moon is like the full moon, but
The full moon wanes while passion grows.

5. Do not underestimate intense love,
For the might of passion is severe.

6. The throbbing of a heart, sorrows pounding a heart,
Are like iron pounding iron.

7. The slaying of me by a deadly glance,
I wish it were iron striking me.

8. I see nothing but a glance, one side a tryst
And the other side a threat.

9. O you who broke resolve - unaware
That eyelids thereby are broken!

10. You are reward of a martyr in beauty,
So be my reward for by your looks I'm martyred.

11. We were amazed though your eyelid's bow is bent,
Whenever an arrow came from it, straight and true.

12. By my father, who refused my desire,
To me is like time, wanting what I don't want.

13. It warded off kindness and blocked a glance,
This one wards while the other lies in wait.

14. How am I condemned to hell by such faith
When my only sin is loving Him truly?

15. They blamed and rebuked me about him,
And said, "Will you return?" I said "I shall return."

16. One whose longing is diminished - while mine
For your rejection is lasting, not transitory.

17. The copy of beauty above his cheeks
Is lovelier than its darkening by kohl.

18. In the world many are like him, but
My love is confused while their love is clear.

19. I tended cheeks while they were gardens,
And saw gardens while they were cheeks.

20. I embraced cheeks while they were branches,
And smelled branches while they were forearms.

21. I saw the heart flutter from what
Brings joy to union when separation weeps.

22. By my life - and my life is like my love:
In it white nights and black nights.

23. So remember the covenant of the beloved - decline,
While my praise of the Merciful One - ascent.

24. From his rest I have a paradise for dwelling,
And for him my praise is eternity.

25. I'm a slave whose duty is praising the Master;
My purpose succeeded, and so the ode.

26. He's a judge, or rather prince, for through him
Glories stand like soldiers before him.

27. The jurist of bounty grants gifts to mankind,
While the clouds repeat and repeat their rain.

28. How they compared the softness of his hand to bitter wind -
Though winds are still, and harsh to the touch!

29. Or they thought his generosity fault and flaw,
So blame and flaw were lost.

30. They called for his removal - but everything
Called for, called and recalled, is returned.

31. Brothers whose thread was never severed -
He, might, piety and munificence.

32. When he gives freely, slaves become masters;
When he prays, masters become slaves.

33. When he appears, heads bow down;
When he speaks, hearts prostrate.

34. Awe filling hearts - so hearts of time
From him are frightened like rumbling thunder.

35. He could discipline time if it got drunk;
Limits would be placed upon it.

36. He sought glory staying up late for it;
While creation from it slumbered.

37. If he claimed ownership of glory,
Witnesses would verify his claim.

38. The perfect bore witness to his superiority -
Even newborns almost testified to this!

39. O you who vie with him - you have striven hard,
Long has the hopeful been disappointed.

40. Time promised to be generous to mankind -
But none can match his generosity!

41. Righteousness and trust - it is said of them:
Al-Ma'mun returned, times of Ar-Rashid revived!

42. Erasure of envy and hatred comes through
Forgiveness and pardon - oft from the envious!

43. O excellent one who gained merit - over which
Counting and limiting have no sway!

44. How much to how much shall I complain of envy,
While my time upon you is envious?

45. My ship in my fickle fortune is wrecked,
While my competitor by its success is led.

46. In it I have no good, and no good in it -
Continual sickness and consuming anxiety.

47. I grew destitute when you ignored me,
Though it's said that I'm prosperous.

48. You were cold toward me in your hoard,
While in your wealth I was turned away.

49. Another took over grants - no praiseworthy one,
And you came to me, Generous and Gracious!

50. What I seek is a trifling thing -
The ascetic asks little from the ascetic.

51. Many attained bliss yet had no protector,
Nor there any helper to fend off pain.

52. More deserving of woe are they, but how
Can one who is fortunate writhe in misery?

53. How I wished to be base, not noble,
For the base are aided, aided!

54. My breast tightened and my patience failed
When time was straitened for me and space constricted.

55. By my life! Were your hands to bring me fortune,
Good fortune itself would greet me.

56. So graciously, I am needy;
Turn to me, I am captive.

57. And may your renewed feast be joyous,
For it's a feast and you for feasts are best.

58. When you bring joy to time by meeting me,
I become, as is said, fortunate.