O, the love for you has increased the wings of the birds of the sanctuary

In the circle of your passion, the spiritual ones have states

In 'I do not love the setting ones', there is purity, certainty from forms

In the eyes that see the unseen, there are images of you every moment

The heavens are upside down from you, the earth is like a sea of blood from you

I do not call you the moon, O you who are beyond months and years

The mountain is split open from your sorrow, and that sorrow has been woven into the heart

A drop of blood has been found from your grace, these bestowals

O you who are the authority for the leaders, count us from that number

You know that the heads also have tails in their following

You make a leader from dust, over whom an angel is envious

With the cash of your soul, the stagnant life is trampled, the wealths are trampled

The one whose wing you are, O his loftiness and glory

The one whose state becomes like this, has moles on his face

Suppose I am a thorn, a bad thorn, the thorn abstains for the sake of the rose

The money changer also puts barley on top of the مثقالs

Thought is in the hands of actions, dust is in the hands of these wealths

The carpet is in the hands of these states, the state is in the hands of these words

The beginning of the world is clamor, the end of the world is earthquake

Love and gratitude with complaint, peace with earthquakes

The signature of the sun came, the twilight, the tughra of the state of the truth of love

It brings the omen of union in advance, for that love struck these omens

From 'mercy for the worlds', see the fortune of the dervishes

Like a luminous moon, the patched cloaks, like a fragrant rose, the shawls

Love is the command of all, we are a patch, he is the ocean, and we are a sip

He has brought a hundred proofs, and we have made inferences

From love, the sky is united, without love, the star is eclipsed

From love, the 'د' has become 'الف', without love, the 'الف' is like 'د's

Speech has come, the water of life, which comes from the knowledge 'from Me'

Do not empty the soul from it, so that it may bring forth actions

For the people of meaning, speech became summaries, details

For the people of appearance, speech became details, summaries

If they said many poems, the sea would be better than pearls

For from the delight of poetry, even the camel pulls the caravan happily