1. The cooing of a dove enchanted me,
As if a shrine were in its cooing.

2. It sang loudly to its chicks,
Trilling delightful melodies.

3. You have encircled me, mistress of the necklace,
When you cried out magically in the thicket.

4. You reminded me of the prime of my youth,
When my tender branch would bend to the dew.

5. My heart was never free of passion
Tied to it or a black-eyed gazelle.

6. Sweet equivocation and ambiguity together,
Intoxicated by a glance that has long flirted.

7. What I wore white has turned black,
And what I wore black has turned white.

8. Two opposites made equal a tender youth,
Whitening what is blackened.

9. O Abi Gheid, O Hissan, when
Will the warbler sing to the hunter his prey?

10. It swayed in the dunes as it walked, shedding
dew drops from its plumage.

11. When it removes its finery and jewelry, it reveals
Pearls from their shells are stripped bare.

12. Everyone became lost while
Only the glorious king was guided.

13. The best of God's creations in character
And morals, containing the argumentative and the gentle,

14. From a family who were kings of the world
In nobility, and he became their master.

15. My lord, these roses have come
In delegations seeking your generosity.

16. And nothing is more generous than bringing them
Before you, while coffee quenches thirst,

17. And the cup gleams with wine,
And the oud thrums its strings thunderously,

18. And the flute makes heard the lover's voice
When keeping the tryst anxiously.

19. Drink to love which has settled most purely,
Then drink it as a fresh, sweet stream.

20. How excellent is the passing of the morning breeze
Etching patterns on its pages!

21. Take pleasure in it today and have comfort,
For God is Most Generous and will forgive tomorrow.

22. In your time, O Most High,
You are the best of those who fasted or feasted!