در دل او مهر ایمان رسته بود ** هم‌چو مجمر بود این غم من چو عود

Love of the Faith had grown up in her heart: this grief was like a censer and I like the aloes-wood (burning in it).

در عذاب و درد و اشکنجه بدم ** که بجنبد سلسله‌ی او دم به دم

I was in torment and anguish and continually on the rack lest her passion should lead her (to embrace Islam).

هیچ چاره می‌ندانستم در آن ** تا فرو خواند این مذن آن اذان

I knew no remedy for it until this muezzin chanted the adhán (call to prayer).

گفت دختر چیست این مکروه بانگ ** که بگوشم آمد این دو چار دانگ

(Then) my daughter said, ‘What is this detestable noise? It grates on my ear.

من همه عمر این چنین آواز زشت ** هیچ نشنیدم درین دیر و کنشت 3380

Never in all my life have I heard such a harsh voice in this Christian convent and church.’

خوهرش گفتا که این بانگ اذان ** هست اعلام و شعار مومنان

Her sister said to her, ‘This chant, namely the adhán, gives (the Moslems) notice (of prayer-time) and is the watchword of the Faithful.’

باورش نامد بپرسید از دگر ** آن دگر هم گفت آری ای پدر

She would not believe it, and asked some one else: that person too said, ‘Yes, (it is true), O father.’

چون یقین گشتش رخ او زرد شد ** از مسلمانی دل او سرد شد

When she became sure (of this), her face turned pale and her heart grew cold (averse) to Islam.

باز رستم من ز تشویش و عذاب ** دوش خوش خفتم در آن بی‌خوف خواب

I was delivered from anxiety and torment: last night I slept sound in a peaceful sleep.

راحتم این بود از آواز او ** هدیه آوردم به شکر آن مرد کو 3385

This was the pleasure (that came) to me from his voice: in gratitude I bring (these) gifts: where is the man?”