Throne of my lonely niche, my wealth,
my love, my moonlight.
My most sincere friend, my confidant,
my very existence, my Sultan
The most beautiful among the beautiful...
My springtime, my merry faced love,
my daytime, my sweetheart, laughing leaf...
My plants, my sweet, my rose,
the one only who does not distress me in this world...
My Istanbul, my Caraman, the earth of my Anatolia
My Badakhshanmy Baghdad, my Khorasan
My woman of the beautiful hair,
my love of the slanted brow,
my love of eyes full of mischief...
I'll sing your praises always
I, lover of the tormented heart,
Muhibbi of the eyes full of tears,
I am happy.
― Suleiman the Magnificent