1. When the galaxy tilted after reform
And the night pulled an unconnected rope

2. And the possessor of disheveled hair sighed red
A sword unsheathed alarmed the dawn

3. When he saw it engulf the night in its vastness
He returned from it glorifying and praising

4. So a group of nobles among his comrades stood up
As if they were the comrades of Amr or Sharaheel

5. They rode on horses with crowns and traced their lineage
To the best of India’s generations, one after another

6. With the excess of musk flowing, dressed in silk
The remnants of scent upon them and circlets

7. They strode on staffs of palm branches interwoven
Never having neared a measly palace or height

8. When the dew wet their finery with magic
They walked on blooming fragrant flowers

9. So pay us a visit in an abode the visitor chooses
Wearing the bliss over the striped lower garment

10. A house in which you see beauty offered
Yet when you pass it, it remains protected, not offered

11. So stroll with your gaze wherever you wish
On a supple neck or waist like strands interwoven

12. And on bodies like threads of ivory displayed
That suffice the eyes without statues of perfect form

13. And on cheeks that came gilded
Turn to crimson, therefrom burnished

14. And perhaps your eyes may chance upon a youth
Green, dressed in the bud of adolescence

15. Crowned with the highest of his house in blood
If not, he is the most noble part of it, carried

16. When we entered it, we increased from its
Fine attributes and fragrance in never-ending bliss

17. And when we exited, we removed the excess of its blessing
On our towels and handkerchiefs

18. Until our bodies grew content and our sides
Would praise it for unparalleled favors

19. We inclined to the room of the jester, therein is
A gazelle of companionship, bangles offered

20. We visit him with the remnants of night veiling us
Guided by a lamp therein flickering

21. Satisfying the companion who is satisfied with his
Chivalry when he came with a drink and food

22. And if he saw him soft of face, he said be gentle
Like the cup of shyness with a sip or kiss

23. So I visited, when I visited, the niche of his den
The oil spreading the lights of the lanterns

24. And stretch your hand in plundering his stomach
And on his nape, for none is prohibitive when stupefied

25. And if he sighed, beware of him, a lightning strike
That would fell the companion; yet be gently leaning on him