Oh night

What is the secret in you, O night?

Like a star, you depart and return?

What is the magic in you, O night?

You rise at dusk and take refuge

And withdraw at dawn without anyone to represent you?

Your stillness defeats the eyelids

And in us lives the descending thought

All your slaves are toilers

And some of them search for evidence

There is no living creature that is provided

Except for its little patience

In you, souls are reassured to set out

You are the powerful with the power of the Most High

For you, jasmine blossoms and fog descends

If you fall short, thirst is not quenched

And if the dreams of the companion are long

His morning is like the state of the humiliated

You alone are the owner of hearts

No matter how much the tired complain to you

In you, the yearning hopes

And the secrets of the beloved are revealed

To you, the secrets migrate

So longing for the beloved awakens

And the spirit of peace is sweet in you

In the sky of your revelation, the sick

Within you, he wanders like the lost

And left you spiteful like the body of a newborn wet

So live, O night, among the free

And your lovers in the kingdom of the righteous

For you, everyone who does not sleep longs

To enjoy his life Like the weak

Let the night stand like any passerby

By the will of the Almighty your destiny is yours

To calm the terror of the weak

The greatness of your position is yours from your Lord

A gift from heaven like the weak

To the light of your moon you alone are the witness

To the splendor of your illuminated space

Under the lights of the stars you are the leader

To make the path of the weak's life last

Your proximity has mercy on all souls

And no one but you is the best shadow

And in your distance joys do not come

Therefore the day prostrates to you in reverence

In you the creaking is rarely heard

And only the sick ignore your position

Because your fame is the ancient position

The halos of your candles shine exclusively

And sparkle in the darkness of the night

The great sages have been consoled since long ago

And from you the voices of the weak depart

Because you rise like the disk of the full moon

And set in the morning like the dark night

You spread advice to open the box

And pass like the dark night

Your companion if the term is long

From you kindness, O Night

Because you are the guardian of the questioner's secret

And with His Almighty power He removes your darkness