1. I have no trickery in the window of fate
I am in the grip of passion like a captive

2. The full moon rose on the rod of the peer
A body of light covered in a garment of light

3. And a gazelle when its eyelids appear
Sorceresses adorned with the beauty of composure

4. I became its slave and for love I have a ruler
If from love one finds fault with the advisor’s opinion

5. It is bad for me after gray hair to insist
On ardent love and overwhelming passion

6. For me in old age there is a deterrent and a warner
And the whiteness of the cheeks is the best warner

7. After old age there is nothing but death
And sight is not like being covered

8. And the turns of time have grayed my cheeks
And the graying of the poor disgraces the rich

9. The lack of money has settled in my heart
The army of worries after the state of joy

10. I have no trickery for garb and yearning
And for the deception of estrangement and travel

11. Each day for us there is a new journey
With spirits of the future and dawn