Gather together, O companions, for it is not time to sleep

Every companion who sleeps, by God, is not of the friends

He will not see the face of the garden, he will lose the way to the garden

Whoever is wandering and lamenting, it is not the way of the water wheel

O you who have sought the desire of the heart in the world of water and clay

You are running towards that stream in which there is no water

Rise from the sky of the heart, O moon, and turn night into day

So that the night-faced one does not say that tonight is not a moonlit night

May my heart be unaware of his place and mine

If my heart is not trembling from his love like the heart of mercury