1. A joyful breeze has graced me,
My eyelids are aflutter, startled by its radiance.

2. It withered not leaving a trace, could you imagine,
My flower, that the dew would dry up its petals?

3. I embraced it without the gazelles of Naqā witnessing,
And love had decreed that I embrace it.

4. It glances my way languidly,
Like a houri casting amorous glances my way.

5. It is time, I fear its darkness,
What lad does not dread its darkness?

6. It has ordained my separation awhile,
Empowered, having decided I leave it.