For God's sake, look at (my) face like gold, O soul,

Wherever you go, take us with you, O soul.

When you enter our hearts, pull up your skirt (in respect),

So that your garment is not stained by the blood of (our) livers, O soul.

O moon, rise at last to the blindness of the moon-faced ones,

Draw a black cloud over the face of the moon, O soul.

From the day you were born, O sugar-lipped one, from (your) mother,

Alas, how stagnant the market of sugar has become, O soul.

You said "peace be upon you," and it seized the whole world,

The heart has fallen in prostration, the soul has girded its loins, O soul.

Like a candle, I was burning, killed every night until dawn,

Today I do not recognize night from dawn, O soul.

Shams al-Haq Tabrizi, the king of blood-shedding (i.e., of passionate love),

O sea girded (with pearls), before you are (all) pearls, O soul.