1. I rave in anguish, while the night of worries is pitch black,
So bring from the wine-bearer a light to illuminate our drinking.

2. And call to the cupbearers in the darkest hours of night,
As the sun revolves in the dawn gleaming like glass.

3. We drink it in handfuls like candles,
Gleaming banners beneath the cover of darkness.

4. If the fingers of a hand extended in greeting
Were to ride out to hunt wishes,

5. It would excel in fighting, but in a state
Of smoky dreams and glowing embers.

6. The reciter wept copious pearls
And strung together a necklace of chuckling pleasure.

7. For he wove silk with ink and sweetened it
With full moons of shining light.

8. He furnished it with the most wondrous of meadows,
Silent yet eloquently intimate.

9. As if the earth were the face of a beloved
Beaming with joy and delight.

10. The sun of nightfall peers out from behind the dunes
Sweet as ripe fruit.

11. The graceful beauty sways,
Languid in her glances, provoking passion.

12. She wanders lost in a cheek as rosy as a rose,
Encircled by a fence like a barricade.

13. As you have inscribed with invisible script
Upon two tablets of gold and ivory.

14. And a figure that alleviates the pain of cares
Whenever cares cease to torment me.

15. For its bent branch of acacia tremors
And its sandy slope quivers.

16. The mole on her cheek is a noon letter nun
Which pleases in its solitude and duplication.

17. As if the night had kissed the cheek of dawn
Imprinting the beauty of that union.

18. And if we conceal the familiarity we've gained
From the Bounteous King to old wetnurse Ma’aj.