يا غاسلَ الطرجهارِ

للخندريسِ العقارِ

O washer of my sins

O washer of the wine-cup,

For the monk's monastery

For the vintage brew, the potent liquor,

بحقِّ بيت النارِ

والدينِ والزنهارِ

By the right of the house of fire

By the truth of the House of Fire,

And of religion and bells

And the faith, and the pact of protection,

وحرمةِ النوبهارِ

وكنكِ الزفتارِ

And sanctity of palm trees

And the sanctity of the Nawbahar temple,

And solidness of rocks

And the dome of the Ziftar,

وعزّةِ الدقنار

وغرّةِ الأنوارِ

And honor of money

And the glory of the Dagnir,

And deception of lights

And the blaze of the lights,

وبأنصداع النهارِ

ووثبةِ الكربكارِ

And by the breaking of dawn

And by the breaking of the day,

And leaping of locusts

And the leap of the Karabkar,

في ساعةِ الأسحارِ

وبالنجومِ الدراري

In the hour of predawn

In the hour of the early dawns,

And by the shining stars

And by the glittering stars,

إذا بدت في الكبارِ

وشمسِها الشهريار

When they appear to the big ones

When they appear in the great heavens,

And its sun the great king

And their sun, the Sovereign King,

وماهِها الكامكارِ

والمهرجان المدارِ

And its moon the bleary-eyed

And their moon, the Wish-Granter,

And the rotating festival

And the circling festival of Mihrajan,

لوقتهِ الكرّارِ

والنوكرور الكبارِ

For its frequent time

At its recurring time,

And the big stars

And the great festival of Nawruz,

وحبسِ كاهبنارِ

ورايسالِ الوهارِ

And confinement of planets

And the enclosure of Kahbanar,

And banner of signs

And the Raysal of the Wahar,

وحرمةِ أير نشارِ

معقّدِ الزنارِ

And sanctity of the braided one

And the sanctity of Ayr Nashar,

With knotted belt

Who knots the sacred girdle,

من الحقولِ الخوارِ

لما قبلتَ اعتذاري

From the empty farms

From the fields of Khawar,

When you accepted my apology

Won't you accept my apology

من هفوتي وعثاري

وردفكَ المرمارِ

For my negligence and stumbling

For my lapse and my stumbling?

And your pillow of marble

And by your marble-smooth rump,

بل مَن يطيلُ ادّكاري

وحرقتي وانتحاري

Rather who would prolong my thinking

Nay, by the one who prolongs my remembrance,

And my burning and suicide

And my burning passion and self-destruction,

على ليالٍ قصارِ

فديتُ فيها شعاري

In short nights

Over nights that were too short,

In which I sacrificed my reputation

In which I sacrificed my very undergarment,

من دون كلّ دثارِ

يقلُّ عنك اصطباري

Without any cover

With no outer robe to cover me,

My patience falls short of you

My patience for you wears thin,

يا صورةَ الدينارِ

في راحة القسطارِ

O image of the golden coin

O image stamped upon the dinar,

In the palm of the money-changer

In the palm of the money-changer,

أرادَ دون الكبارِ

نعم وفوقَ الصغارِ

He wanted without the big ones

Which he desired over the large coins,

Yes, and above the small ones

Yes, and prized above the small.