1. With beauty laden, and embroidered all about,
My eyes his loveliness cannot do without.

2. When from his cheeks I lifted up my sight,
I saw the gardens and orchards of delight.

3. A gash appeared on his cheek in my regard,
Like crimson lips imprinted there and starred.

4. I said to my companions, 'Look with care!
Those shafts of his have pierced hearts everywhere.'

5. O cheek, so near a swordblade! Strange indeed,
Wounds should for eyes appear, though eyes don't bleed!