In your city, there is a beloved

From whom heart and mind are restless

Every breath has a share from him

Every garden has a spring from him

In every street, there is a cry from him

In every path, there is dust from him

In every ear, there is a spiritual concert from him

Every eye is in contemplation from him

Get to work, O companions

For here we have a great task

A hidden friend said in my ear

That here is a hidden, subtle friend

It was he who spoke in this manner

That from his allegories, the heart is not weak

He was his own messenger and sent one

For that accent is from that king

He is Noah and the safety of the drowned

He is spirit, hidden and manifest

Do not go around the sour-faced from now on

Since your side is scattering sugar

Reduce going around the sugar-natured

For that desire is also a passing

Here is sugar without end

Here is the time of steadfastness

Be silent, O heart, and do not think

That he has a limit or a shore