1. I was not the first infatuated fool
Bewitched by the alluring charms of a beautiful gaze,

2. Who smiles coyly while I weep in wonder
At pearls both strung and scattered.

3. His cheek blossoms as he turns to you
Revealing a moon on a bough of crystal,

4. His lips, cheek, and brow shine
With light - nay, with fire - nay, with light!

5. His alluring glance has spared him from bearing arms -
His eyes by nature sheathe languorous swords.

6. In his lifelong battle he was not victorious
Save by the fallen eyelid and broken lance.

7. Contradictory traits betray his wandering,
And his shyness reveals power and impotence.

8. With his eyes he bewitches, drunk on youth,
His veil portrays the image of the wine-soaked.

9. I know not from whence wafts such sweet fragrance -
Is it his rosy cheek, his mole, or camphor lips?

10. O lightning, uncover the tenderness beneath the rough exterior,
And gather the pearls of dew from the coat of the shy gazelle.

11. Prepare the arrows of charm while the quiver lies open
To adorn the neck of the statuesque and slender one.

12. When the hills came into view, scenting
An aroma on the horizon like musk dispersed.

13. Ask of her sloping speech, where is the elevated discourse
Beyond the train of the passing western breeze?