1. O you whose beautiful face outshines
The full moons when it appears

2. You are the quintessence of pride whose
Glory and beauty surpass caliphs

3. My eyes have never seen a gift like
This marvel God's work has shown us

4. In it are wondrous apples that
With their down remind of youth and moonlit nights

5. It brings us gifts of the beloved's breasts and cheek
And shows examples of picked roses

6. In it suns of sweet oranges have risen
As crescents for the eyes in every direction

7. And leaves surround it that charm as if
They are leaves of blossoms, excellent at shooting arrows

8. The color of sunset has dyed its pages
Delicate, elegant, in splendor and beauty

9. In it from sweets a reminder
Of a pact I wish it continues

10. From it green from the divine presence
That entertains the young and fulfills hopes

11. It reminded me of the old pact and haven
Where suns of comfort were hills

12. So I wanted to renew the pacts though
Old age has written its cunning on my temples

13. So I turned a cup of wine from your memory
And drank from my love for it a draft

14. You remained a sun in the sky of the caliphate
Time cannot make it set