O you who have firmly grasped magic

And shown a deer as a lion

From your magic, the eye is cross-eyed

You have placed two in one eye

You have shown an apple as a plum

Who has ever found an apple as a plum?

Your magic has shown a lamb as a wolf

And shown barley as wheat

Your magic has made a charter of eternity

Out of the scroll of folded imagination

His beard is full of the wind of guidance

From your magic, the ignorant is misled

Your magic has made me a sophist

O Turk who has made a Hindu

You have shown as a mosquito in time of war

The strong elephants of mighty Tahamtan

So that they may fight and make right

The level destiny and decree

Do not be a sophist, be silent

Open your spiritual tongue