1. With legs like date palms swaying
She torments her lovers' souls

2. With eyes that when languid
Reveal but some of their depths

3. With a figure that kills the vitality of branches
Melting the freshness of their leaves

4. With a voice that rises with excessive joy
In the sad soul on her legs

5. She fascinates with her charm as she sips
Reviving her parched throat

6. And if she hears the doves' coos
She adorns herself with necklaces

7. So one gentle of nature though he be
Is tormented by her difficult nature

8. You see her rejection drive his soul mad
So seek her embrace, set her free