1. After so many long years
When time allowed the gazelle's return

2. I could barely recognize this gazelle
Except for gentle lights and shadows

3. My imaginings rejoiced
Every imagining approaches certainty

4. Yet it shied from me, wanting to become clear
That I, with a faithful spirit, love it

5. Cousin of the full moon in its soft light
Cousin of the doe with charming lips

6. In my dreams I would roam
In a beauty that was aloof from my union

7. Glances inspired by tenderness
Smiles like flowers of paradise

8. A figure made of flexing branches
Fit for gathering at any time

9. Do not ask about it, for I have no news
Of a gazelle commanded by passion

10. I alone captured that moon
And the sweet rhetoric is fire and sparks

11. It said, "Do you know what I know?
O gazelle raging in my heart

12. The heart's secrets are not known
Nor the soul's conscience described"

13. I do not know what you want
O gazelle, wandering in beauty

14. I know, I know what you want
And the soul of a youth is an obedient devil

15. All you hope for is the union to live
As it was in the days of dalliance

16. All you hope for is misguidance in misguidance
For my heart is possessed by beauty

17. Doe-eyed, mellifluous in speech
To my passions and dreams a nag

18. It is the glances of those coquetries
And it is the saliva from my rotten heart

19. It reminds me of the night in Alexandria
With the roaring sea at dusk

20. And the roaring heart, youthful spirits
Screeching with piercing laments

21. July, you are a precious month
When love was allowed, or nearly sanctioned

22. July, you are a treasure of treasures
Everything in you is exquisite and precious

23. I watch the days, inspired by your love
And whisper in my rhapsodies your morning

24. And mourn your soul lingering there
So when I see it, it's as if I see you

25. July, you are close to my heart
July, you are intimate with my soul

26. If you find, O month, the beloved spirit
You were the flower in the garden of hearts

27. All my days are beauty upon beauty
When that gazelle rains upon my innermost being

28. Magic that killed my soul or made it lawful?
I love that misguidance

29. The Turks envy in it the Arabs
A Druze belonging to passion

30. From his father, and he belongs to beauty
Moons have no mother or father