1. You boast of your fortune and pride yourself,
And unsheathe your highest sword awaiting,

2. If the world has wronged us and not apologized,
You grant us and we apologize.

3. The stars and lights shine bright,
Borrowing the radiance of his face when they shine.

4. A face whose dewy beauty is key to all wishes,
Whether easy or hard to attain.

5.
Each thirsty one can find sustenance in his water,

6. In each dark night his face is the moon.
I thought the news I heard was so great when my eyes

7. Beheld his appearance, and the news seemed small.

8. I used to hear of his virtues,
And say: no mortal can attain this!

9. So praise be to God, praise without limit,
If hearing falls short of what sight attains.

10. In every grateful ear there is news of him,
On every hopeful palm there is a trace of him.

11. And I tried to get a visit with him,
Today good has been brought together for me through him.

12. His virtues have no limits,
So no wonder if chains come to me.

13. These hopes and wishes are fulfilled,
So let the chaste drink of what the troubled attained.

14. Wishes mingled with the lightening of good news,
As clouds wherein is thunder and rain.