1. Has the coffee tasted bitterness, so it inclined?
Or did the blow of the north wind shake it?

2. It shook the slender waists as their heavy hips
Pulled their sides in a garden that exhales its breaths

3. Competing with the passion of passionate lovers.
The narcissus is still greener than its carpet and shade.

4. Its stems are like green wax and the light in it
Is its light and glow.

5. And the shyness of the rose and its branches
From my two deadly, flirting cheeks.

6. A thrill that scatters from its shade
And its flirty eyelash calls for descent.

7. When it hummed baring its neck,
The lion hunts the gazelle.

8. It only smiled and complained
Of the jealousy of its white teeth.

9. We have never seen a woman before it
With a glance that captivates men's hearts.

10. It forbids connection but sees
Spilling the blood of lovers as lawful.

11. Its image, O Lord, is sedition for us
So Glory be to You, O Lord of Majesty.

12. Like the full moon its face appears
Beautifully, may God protect it from imperfection.

13. And I have a passion for it that could not
Be quenched by drinking pure water.

14. The nights of connection have passed joyfully through it
So oh my craving for its nights!

15. It is as if, in my view, far away
With ripe branches in bonding.

16. So they passed, and who can I see after it?
Where did today's phantom of imagination extend?