1. With a face whose beauty beamed like a lamp
Every dear one to him became endeared

2. A fresh branch whose foliage was darkness
Bore atop it a shimmering green

3. Never have I seen a gazelle
With glances of magic so alluring

4. Smiling from behind veils of bashfulness
I see you, my precious, generously displayed

5. As if his stature were a canal
Flowing at every glance with pleasure

6. He apologized for my accusations
When he saw them humiliating me

7. No lover increased in love for us
Unless passion made him downcast