1. O my beloved, my longing for the heat of July has increased
So give me it, pure red, for nothing dispels the chill from my bones except old age

2. Like melting ice from the palm of a lover
Whose gaze is frozen like ice

3. With a beauty distinguished by its charm that
Sets it apart from all others with distinction

4. Honor exalted until it humbled every lover
For the humiliation of the lover is the love of the noble