1. The blacks hunted with their eyelids and teeth,
And plundered minds with their appearance and beauty.

2. He came, dressed in his blue garment,
Like a full moon rising in the sky.

3. The suns of the horizon were shy before him
When he came with that graceful stature.

4. The branches bowed down when
He strode by with his tall, slender figure.

5. Lost in the night of his tresses, I was-
The dawn of his face led me back.

6. So blessed is the Merciful for what beautiful
Gazelle he created, grazing in the meadows!

7. Before hunting the gazelle, I never thought
That the blacks were prey to the whites.

8. Until I stabbed with my brown spear
And killed with my white arrows.

9. So when he moans and when he swoons, remember not
The whites along with the tawny browns!

10. The sultan of beauty with his neck is one
Whose hair distinguished him with a banner.

11. In his cheeks, wonders, some of which
Are fire whose embers are lit by water!

12. A moon at the highest horizon residing
With the stations of moons in the Highest.

13. How many times have I been hit by his glances -
Those glances that spilled my blood!

14. Whoever wants to live should die in his love
So he can count himself with the living tomorrow!