To Abd Al-Qadir

Rise, as darkness has appeared on the eastern horizon We should light up the assemblage with blazing songs

Our capacity is only a cry of lament like the wild rue We should overturn the assemblage with this same uproar

We should show the assemblage the effect of Love’s polish We should convert the stone of today into the mirror of tomorrow

By showing them the effulgence of the lost Yusuf We should make them more agitation-prone than Zalaykha’s blood

By giving the lesson of the law of growth to this garden We should turn the insignificant drop of dew into the ocean

We should lift our dearest chattel from the China’ s temple We should fascinate all with the face of Sa’di and Sulaima

Look! The Layla’s she-camel became useless in Yathrib We should make Qais acquainted with the new longing