1. With myself a gazelle not shy of my blood
So my tears for blocking him take on the hue of anemones

2. He passed by the white of his eyelids flowing
And strung the bow of the eyebrows with arrows

3. A gazelle with the face of a gazelle shining
So wondrous is the oryx exulting with butting

4. Oh pity for the waist from the weight of his rump
When the dappled one sways straightening his curve

5. Oh my thirst for the saliva from the cool of his mouth
To kiss the pearl of the lips from the seal of the mouth

6. He appeared before me an idol scorching with his distance
And for the idolaters, the fire of hell