1. She was brought to you though she was not your match,
Like the rising sun beaming on its rubble.

2. Her white face shone in her boudoir
Until you knew her morning by her evening.

3. Had the turns of fate been present with you
It would have showered favors on you in her prime.

4. She lifted your veils in her merry taking,
While beauty sat next to you lamenting its glory.

5. The world was never so generous to you as with her,
Save to praise its stinginess by its generosity.