1. Have you not promised that you would not return to oppression?
Why have you stripped the glances of your eyes in greeting?

2. And why does the bend of the branch aim at my warriors?
Your arms straighten some of the crooked spear.

3. And I have not seen a death before your death more desirable,
Nor a health that adorns the healer from the sickness.

4. I lost wealth from a golden cheek
That is protected and this is its stamp of seal.

5. And my tears have conveyed about me an eloquence,
And they confessed to me secretly from concealment.

6. So the tormentor has not been as eloquent as my tears,
Nor the slanderers more articulate than my sickness.

7. A brunette like ink protects its like
In stature but is not cultivated with gathering.

8. She is desirable and even if her saliva sounds with the cold
A lock in a generous one enamored with the daughter of generosity.

9. And I have strung my tears in the thread of my body
So why have they deviated from the threaded necklace?

10. I take refuge in my patience seeking refuge from her eyelids
So it protects me from her glances to an opponent.

11. And on a night of connection, the specter fulfilled his promise
So he was generous with it after estrangement and hostility.

12. We hoped through it that the year of darkness would end
And the ambition of worries would rise towards us.

13. I am content with the inherited reproach so I do not want
Singing and injustice from the cup of wine.

14. So drive away his Babylonian breath and its sorcery,
And diminish the Babylonian and the flavor.

15. And with virgin delights I attained wishes through her
And I passed the night with the companion of sin in it without sin.

16. I gather the rod of eglantine in the paper of youth,
And I kiss the full moon of bliss in the clouds of veil.

17. Until a smiling lip of dawn narrated
The refusal of sincere religion in the darkness of darkness.