1. May pouring rain water a familiar haunt in Iliya,

    For amid those dwellings I have sorrows.

  2. And may the fluttering breeze about its dwelling never cease

    To circle, for the heart is held captive there.

  3. The dwellings of loved ones—whenever their memory comes to mind,

    Tear ducts water them, though their homes are far away.

  4. They stayed, and we journeyed on, while the heart, with them,

    Remains; and will a close companion preserve affection?

  5. O dwellers of the Holy House, do you think

    Fate, so grudging toward me, will grant me your company?

  6. May God water those dwellings and their people

    With the cloud of a near reunion, pouring copiously.

  7. And favor a precinct where dwells a pillar of guidance,

    Whose close friend is excellence, whose companion is fidelity;

  8. The lamp of meanings, the people's mainstay, and the one

    For whom all difficulties become easy.

  9. May God's peace be upon you as long as a lover yearns,

    His moaning and yearning ever redoubling.

  10. For, by God, I did not leave you out of hatred for you;

    But what is decreed will come to pass.

Sol 6.1