1. How many moons are in the houses at the foot of the sand,
Like threads of soft green cloth,

2. How many crescent moons of bangles shine out
Tails of braided hair in a house of hair,

3. How many branches laden over cheeks,
Swaying beneath the breasts' swells with fruit,

4. O riders, hail a home of love,
How much I found in it and how much I suffered,

5.
Days for me from the gazelles' eyes, if they glanced,

6. Arrows of a look, they touched and returned to a slender waist,
The brown spots show from the limbs if they moved

7. Brown and white from the eyelids in a glance,
The youth has a scent that spreads its goods

8. Growth of chin fluff, down and brown spots
The garden stared, eyes of its narcissi

9. As if languid, faint of sight,
Stop, if you find the times inclined

10. With you, that's a breeze come with news,
Tell it of my pain, it will convey it