1. O Lord of the steadfast throne
And the crown in the faithful land

2. This is your place in hearts
And this is your way into eyes

3. Go in the way of God overflowing
With faith and certainty

4. In a procession, were it not for your
Glory, hearts would have burst from the cherished secret

5. It flows guarded
Flowing from cheek to cheek

6. Witnessed is its bashfulness
And its meadows between the two teeth

7. It receives the greetings of love
From fortresses and castles

8. So when you descend, delegations
Of lions of the lair receive you

9. And you stay below the watchtowers of
Events like a steady mountain

10. Virtues of the Sultan are seen in you
Worldly and religious

11. In your cloak the questioning and the inspired see
The forehead and the imagination

12. And you are better than those
Whom caliphs consulted in affairs

13. For the sword of your grandfather in battlefield
Of the manifest conquests

14. So how much blood did I ask there
And took refuge from a hidden disease

15. In mentioning him is the admonition of kings
And awe of the tyrant cheat

16. Indeed, what I intended
For the kingdom will come after a time

17. The hasty hopes must have
The confidence of the certain

18. The view of the cultivated by experience
Is above those assumptions

19. I yearn for distinction and my yearning does not
Intercede for me

20. I lag behind the caravan of all
The passions

21. I wish the one who destined estrangement
Would be generous with the firm cause

22. I wish she who contained the departure
Would contain me to distinct encampments

23. I am most deserving of its extended shade
And running water

24. I complain to you my son of time
And I see no one complains of me

25. If they were entertained one day by my tune
They never heard my moan

26. Will the prison of innocence end
For the skin of the captive grew weary?

27. Or will the hostage of religion fulfill
His religion's bond?

28. Is it right that this star remains
In this stillness?

29. If the valuable poetry would help
I would have mounted with the valuable poetry

30. My Master, I am in your abundance
Singular in diverse arts

31. This is my share of your gifts
And this is my script in my right hand

32. Your attainment still flows in fervor
Flowing like your love in my pressing