1. Morning dawned, so how fare you, O dusk?
Arise, and kindle yourself with its branch, or do without.

2. The boughs saw his slender shape, so they leaned affectionately,
And the garden, espying his bloom, turned verdant.

3. O you whose visit followed long despair,
Wished-for wishes may come after hopes are deferred.

4. Do you see the new moon? Did you board it like a boat,
Or not? How then did you cross a sea of gloom?

5. Or did you visit me, with stars for your mounts,
So I see their Pleiades showing me flashes of lightning?

6. Your eyelids toyed with hearts and their love,
While your cheek is a race-course and your temple a cudgel.

7. I hope for nobility alone,
While wealth, you hastened to hope for.

8. Nights recite a surah of your bounty,
Which your poets shape into a paradigm.

9. Two fires: a fire for dwellings and a fire for battlefields.
For God's sake, your organization extinguishes or kindles them.

10. I attained your company not through a mediator's favor,
So I've become rich, O sun of morning, without having to pay.