When the dawn uncovers its beautiful cheek; the flower bud uncovers its golden breast.

It is manifest in the dawn's tavern; its life is in the goblet of the sun.

It opens up its heart before the sun; it enjoys the Love's anguish immensely.

My sun! You should also lift your veil some time; my restless eye is impatient to witness your sight.

May the abode of your manifestations be in my heart! May your reflection flourish in the mirror of my breast! (This and the remaining verses are the spontaneous expression of Allamah Iqbal's feelings of Love for God and request to Him to appear in tangible form instead of through His signs, like the sun. In this poem ‘My sun’ means God.)

May your sight be the life for my heart! May your light be the cradle of my heart!

May every speck of mine full of pleasure be again! May life's warmth appear again in the skill of my thoughts!

May I view my sun's sight from the distance! May I embrace its light like a flower bud!

May I highlight the reality of the restless life! May I also open the secret of heart's thoughts!