1. Her eyes taught the gaze of a gazelle sleep
And taught my eyes the wakefulness of nights

2. She turned her cheek from me though my eyes
Bespattered it with all kinds of glances

3. A girl who forbids the thirsty her mouth
And forbids her image to haunt one’s dreams

4. As though her breasts were pomegranates
Formed in a stream of limpid water

5. You’d think her face the moon appearing
On the horizon’s lofty line

6. We fear, so delicate is she, the wind
Of coquetry might play with her and harm

7. The new crescent of her radiant separation is ours
Like the sword of Aby Haleel unsheathed

8. Dispelling the darkness of night from us
As it dispels the gloom made by evil men