1. She traveled while the night was still dark, so she illuminated and made the wings of the morning shine again.
The young gazelle stood tall with a delicate gait, the doe of the valley concealing herself with shyness.

2. Are those the eyelids of a gazelle or another gazelle? Or is it a blade, or has it become sharp this evening?
She dwelled near my heart and possessed grace. May Allah protect her, she does not graze near others.

3. And if she who is like the full moon were to become my neighbor, that would be little for one like me.
Did that star shout a farewell and forget? Or did you see her ignite a fire among the thorns?

4. My patience was lost in the misguidance of love, and my sadness in the darkness, oh how hot it became!
The day of wishes passed me by, and she cast hot coals into my heart, yet no embers.

5. And she came to me while Al-Thurayya (star cluster) was circling, wearing a bracelet from the crescent horizon.
What visitation circumambulated humbly? The night took its gown when it came to visit.

6. Where is Greater Syria from the Hejaz that weakened it? The mind's insight draws near to the sanctuary.
If we had the power when destinies converge, we would have made the stars of the night disperse.

7. How excellent is an abode whose shade we wore, and whose blossoms we picked as adornments!
While the cheeks of the tender gazelle blushed from shyness, and the wild cows dazzled with beauty and blossoms.

8. And desire asked about their curves, while devotion bent the stalks of palms laden with fruit.
How my pouring tears have loved her, showering down in streams from the rain!

9. Ask the rain clouds about my tears of anguish, and ask the lightning about my sighs that ignited.
If we slaughtered ourselves in her plains, it would have been our aim, or we would have watered it with our blood.

10. You ignited a fire within my breast, oh kindler of tears, and lit the wicks.
Hearing blame is painful for them. I do not like vowing or being too harsh.

11. Rather, I only ask for a gentle downpour, the plot of the noble one being smooth and cascading.