1. O Banah, in the softness of her veil a turn
Are you a helper of youth and its turn?

2. And you, O perfumer, the gentleness of its extraction
Lips have gotten from your lips sipped

3. I saw your cheek described in its gentleness
Do not harden your heart, O most beautiful creation row

4. What appeared your face in the brilliance of its joy
The sun did not appear but we saw the eclipsed sun from you