1. My friends, gently awaken Umm Khoshram
And do not hurry me to bid her convert

2. She is delicate, the silk wrapper reveals her
The cooing of the doves in the foliage disturbs me

3. When she smiles in the darkness of night, she dispels
The gloom of night with sweetness, a fascinating tattoo

4. The most delightful curves, hidden in the shadows is their growth
Specks of dew, their edges unblemished

5. And a neck overflowing from the blow of a horseman's sword
For whatever price you wish of silver coin or gold dinar

6. Like embers of passion above the soft sands, blown by the morning breeze
It has a tender inclination from a smiling cheek