1. A garden where the rain's drizzle embroidered it
Until, once embroidered, the dawn started to adorn it

2. When the narcissus-scented breeze breathes into it
It sways, intoxicated by its own lilac fragrance

3. I say to our cupbearer, as in his hand he holds
A goblet like a flaming torch when stoked ablaze

4. Do not mix it with anything but your saliva
And if you're stingy with that, my tears will mix it

5. The least that my love for you can do
Is when my heart draws near, it almost ruptures it