1. And I saw myself in a dream, holding him close

    with a newborn’s embrace of his mother in bed.

  2. ،

    Then I awoke from sleep, the image of his face

    still before my eyes—like a dream, like dew-fresh hope.

  3. How much love for the Beloved is in my blood!

    My soul be his ransom, and all that my hand possesses.

  4. All my life, I shall go on singing of him:

    O Lord, send blessings upon the Beloved, Muhammad.

Sol 5.6