1. The youth inclines to beauty
And love has its proofs of sincerity

2. And tears are an answer to the questioner
If the questioner returns with questions

3. And beauty has power over hearts
And the heart yearns for the beloved

4. If the one I love were to help, he would succeed
No obstacle could come between me and the beloved

5. O reproacher, do not approach my precinct, reproachers!
One who descends is like a gazelle

6. Who suffers from his glances, dwellings
Between his eyelids are swords

7. Their unsheathing brings calamities
And the glance closes joints

8. And the arrow strikes then is extracted
And the glance passes through the warrior

9. Gently, my blood is lawful for him
I do not accept the words of any speaker

10. If he intends me, that is my intention
Or make way for me, and I will not argue

11. O beauty of his rise upon us
And the intoxication leaning on his robes

12. Thirsty, his turban loosely wrapped
Quenched, his lower garments heavy

13. The blossoms of the vines have slept in it
When it waved and the bracelets slept

14. And the perfume awakens upon it
Whoever was heedless of witnessing

15. And the opening stirs him
Whoever dwelt in dens

16. And magic is the messenger of his eyelashes
How recent is its association with Babel!

17. And the garden upbraids him for its roses
A rose like my frenzy, nothing diverting

18. And softness sways his robe
Like a branch swayed by bracelets

19. And the goblet gestures in his hand
Like a star in the most fortunate houses

20. It gives you to drink its radiance forever
How fine a cupbearer, a constant pourer

21. It captures you with the shimmering trim
With passion and the grace of the bracelets

22. How good is the cheek I found
When my youthful star rose, undimmed