You complain of humiliation, (but) you do not see the favors

Do not seek favors from God, or lessen your complaints

You desire honor, which is worthy of Pharaoh

Give that love and take, like Pharaoh, these provinces

Blessed is the soul that from the beginning places humiliation upon its head

For the sake of hoping for that fortune that is in the end

You desire a mouth full of filth, do not strike the trumpet of fortune

A reciter with a mouth full of filth cannot read the verses

From that sea, a thousand branches became (and) went in every direction and stream

In the garden of the soul of every creature, that stream suffices

O heart, do not look at every branch, for you will remain in difficulty

Look at the beginning and the end, for the goals will come together

If a pig falls into musk, and a human being into dung

Each one will return to its origin from (their) sustenance and sufficiency

This doorkeeper dog is better than all the lions of the world

For he claims to have the love of God, and he knows the realities

Do not compare the ill-repute of a lover with the baseness of the vile

For behind him are the banners of the king of love

When the pot is of gold, what grief does its blackness bring?

For from its soul shine stories with every wound

You be joyful for Shams al-Din Tabrizi and his love

For from his love you will find purity, and from his kindness, support