1. Does Salma make excuses for her affection, or does she blame me?
Salma, apple of the eye I cannot see enough of.

2. Salma whose eye has dazzled my eyes.
If not for love of Salma, her eyelids would not have swooned.

3. Her house is now empty with her departure,
Its kitchen now desolate and bare.

4. Eden and thickets are now barren desert,
Its loves now empty wilderness.

5. I see you do not visit Salma's place
At dusk when the last birds twitter.

6. Go until the eye overflows with tears
As she faints and her swoon draws near.

7. I die when she travels far and live when she comes near,
My sorrows revived by the breeze and her scent.