May our pain in the world have no cure without you

May there be death without you, and may there be no life without you

May the chests of lovers not be illuminated except by you

May the rose bush of our souls not be smiling without you

Listen to faith that says in a loud voice

To your two infidel locks, "May there be no faith without you"

Reason is the hidden sultan, and the sky is like his umbrella

May the crown and throne and umbrella of this sultan not be without you

I saw love become a cupbearer among the lovers

May the sight of them not be for our souls without you

O you who are like the breath of Jesus to dead souls

May the kingdom of Egypt and Joseph of Canaan not be without you

Since I am happy with the ready cash of the love of Shams al-Din Tabrizi

I made my face like gold and said, "May that not be without you"