1. We are a people who found death in love with Him,
In the manifestation of His true existence in us,

2. And we were gathered to Him, away from all others,
And we entered His eternal Gardens.

3. A moon in which our glory never ceases,
Our beings clarified His essence,

4. And if existence darkened around Him,
The unseen illuminated Him now and then.

5. O my companions! These are breezes
From gardens we came to Him in,

6. So smell the buds and roses from it,
And jasmine, myrtle and jessamine.

7. Presences in which existence was manifested,
Adorned for those who see, adorned,

8. We praised the divine journey to them,
From where we came to the trusted station.

9. It is the Mother of the Book, the seven paired,
Revealed twice, intellectually and religiously,

10. We ascended its attributes and degrees,
And we drank its pure, cool air.

11. And we recited its verses and read them,
They are passionate and the clear Book,

12. And meanings of meanings appeared to us,
For meanings initiating its essence.

13. We learned, and the Book and the description from it,
While it is an essence beyond an essence that will not be clarified,

14. How will it not be clarified in all, and be manifested,
While it is a light that never ceases to be evident?

15. And its three perspectives are darkness,
Vanishing in its clear, certain essence,

16. They divided it essentially, not perspectively,
Then they went astray while we were guided in it.

17. So know existence like this and realize,
You will know the Truth and the damned liars,