1. In describing your beauty, tongues grow weary,
And your beauty is the most beautiful beauty.

2. O masters who have left, so my patience died,
And I cried for you until my dwelling wept.

3. For me among you is a gazelle I mentioned for its beauty,
The eye of heavens, the most ardent and loving eye.

4. Lost but in my conscience concealed,
Plain but with spears fortified.

5. They swore the rose is the flower of his cheek,
The slanderers spoke truly and the lily opposed.

6. Fickle in oath but his face
Besides shame, is open and does not change color.

7. In the line of his eyebrow and the dot of his mole
A form that confiscates love and proves itself.