1. Poetry flows from the strings of singers
To fill the universe with melody and tune

2. Singers are my beloved, so I rejoice
For every delicate voice that rendered me gentle

3. Through poetry, people became angels
And the earth, gardens of Eden, with singers

4. Those beauties remained our evidence
Until we attained perfect excellence in refinement

5. It descended from the world of revelation
It brought us nearer, so it exalted us

6. It cast its decorations upon a lower world
Thus it depicted a higher world communing with us

7. Ugliness and pain afflicted our nature
So it longed for poetry, adornment and solace

8. And our nature drew out from it sounds
With swings lighter than our chanting

9. The soul brings out spirits to the tune
And the voice is heard voices sympathizing with us

10. Our strings represented our ecstasy with joy
So the manifestation of our soul is in our songs