1. A garment of love has destroyed me, its sword
Has turned my body yellow, and my tears red

2. O He who can change the body of the loved one from illness
Be as you wish, for this does not change it

3. Fold your love in a heart, such is its habit
And my expertise is only to spread praise of it

4. Whoever's house is not devoid of his boons,
And whose house is not devoid of his praises, we reside in it

5. O companion whom the purpose of delegations was not lost to
And the spreading of favors was not lost when we mention him

6. Rejoice in the feast, either we initiate what is hoped for
Or the envious with animosity try to break it

7. And he ordered the spreading of carpets from you that console us
While we in our principles are compelled to eat it