1. My longing for Ghada when dawn breaks
The faces of suns were jealous and hid

2. She has a slender figure made of ambergris
How many lovers has she killed and captured

3. If she leaned her side to get up
The magic of her eyelids was her only weakness

4. On her cheek a speckled moles
What a blessing dotted with beauty

5. And how many pearls in her lips
Adorned with scented saliva

6. Whoever tries to describe her sips honey
Only aims to sweeten her attributes

7. She rules people gently like a rose
The rule of Ibn Ayyoub fairly and generously

8. Between those who obey him and those who disobey
No hand called against him a hand

9. She is a cloud for whoever contemplated her kindly
Glory to Him who sent her to people kindly

10. Supported in his full power
The kingship shows in his virtues

11. When he gathered troops on earth
Then revived it alive with his gifts

12. Growing its flowers and picking them gently
After almost shaking and sinking it

13. And Ghada the magic of her glances
And the meadow of her appearance delighted people

14. I gathered the fire of sorrow in her paradise
And my cries recovered in her paradise

15. A paradise of roses that souls long for her
Its whiteness embraced and kissed her frequently