You have a perfect hand in captivating hearts

I have pain and sickness in my heartlessness

Except for lovemaking with your beautiful face

It is forbidden, forbidden, and forbidden

All are transient, and your table of unity

Is constant, constant, and constant

When I rub my eyes, other than you

Who is it, who is it, who is it?

The world is on your face as a veil

A face covering, a face covering, a face covering

At every breath, from the tongue of love to us

Is peace, peace, and peace

From every atom, in speech without tongue

Is a message, a message, a message

Our sorrow and joy before your throne

Are slaves, slaves, and slaves

Although the camel of sorrow is fierce

It is a leader, a leader, a leader

Then that camel of joy, full of milk

Is the end, the end, the end

You have the reins of both these camels

The reins, the reins, the reins

Not that milk which is the end of the soul's child

Weaning, weaning, weaning

From that milk from which the stream of eternity

Is order, order, and order

I became silent, for jealousy on my mouth

Is a bridle, a bridle, a bridle