O people, rejoice, for this is the opening of a door

You have been saved from the haste of alienation

Rejoice, for the time of contentment has arrived

From a beloved who possesses the mother of the book

He said, do not grieve for what has passed you by

When the moon of tearing veils appeared

This is a resting place, halt our camels

This is a bliss that cannot be counted

Indeed, in the reproach of love, there are thousands of fulfillments

Indeed, in the silence of loyalty, there is the kindness of address

We have been silent, so understand the secret of silence

O noble ones, God knows best what is right