1. I ransom a gazelle from the family of lions
The fate of beauty has been completed for him

2. His glances do to my heart
What a lion does to a gazelle

3. With an eyebrow drawn under well-connected hair
Illuminated with the state of beauty

4. As if the hands of a crescent moon young man
Dripped a noon on a crescent moon

5. O you who resemble the full moon when it rises
In light, remoteness and perfection

6. I ransom you, O you whom my eyes see
Every day in a bad state

7. And every day in the belly of a prison
And every moment at the door of a governor

8. How did they bring whips to strike
From over your heavy hips

9. So they left marks above them
As if they were the roads in the mountains