O Solomon, bring the ring

Make the demons and fairies obedient and enslaved

Raise the voice of 'Raduha Ali'

Illuminate the house with six doors

Bringing forth a sun from the west

Has become certain the secret of that head

In this way, anyone will find greatness

Who spends his greatness for the sake of truth

Place on the table of the unfaithful the unanswerable

Honor the need of the customer

With a cup, give joy to the bowl of the head

You make intoxicated the amber-eyed one

Remove the veil from the unseen forms

Make dull the images of Azar

How weary we became from the well and the water

Set flowing the springs of Kauthar

O heart, enter the feast of the king of kings

Accept the red wine

Do not worship gold and women with your soul, for

God has stitched infidelity to these two

Wage war against your ego, for a reward

For this, the king will give an army

The heart of the silver-breasted one, from the love of his face

Loses gold and even gold from amazement

With that generous-hearted one, from his boiling and drinking

He obtains the jewel of a precious stone

That you may say the rest of the ghazal

That you may make envious the magic of the Samaritans

I became silent, for my foot sank into the mud

You open the eloquent wing of Jafar