1. The twentieth of Sha'ban has passed
And the bright sun of joy has shone

2. Time has been generous to us with a beautiful day
On which the days of my life are adorned

3. I was blessed by the visit of the sister of the full moon, but
She has more virtue over it - wherever she pitched her tent

4. Why not, as she combines all beauty
And in her the tongues of poets have faltered

5. A Turkish girl, what
Swords of glances has she unsheathed against us

6. She moves about in dresses of unmatched beauty
Having donned the garb of patience and splendor

7. The sun of comfort shines upon us
And the sword of our goblets is unsheathed against worries

8. As the tunes of the lutanist respond
To the laments with a returning melody