1. I fell in love with her, a blossoming branch,
And in the cold, a shining full moon in the sky.

2. I see gardens of contemplation in her face,
And I wear the silk of her embrace.

3. And I sip sweet, melodious wine, as if
It flows from the diction of the sublime, gushing.

4. Our secret hastens us to the day of his arrival
Bringing us celebrations during fasting and joy.

5. With ten fingers we congratulate him in the dew,
With five the clouds congratulate us, raining.

6. His eloquence benefits, so we never complain of the lethargy of talent.
You see the superiority of these qualities over lethargy.

7. And the mouths that would have no eloquence but for him,
We would only find lethargy in the heavens of hearts.