1. My longing for Baghdad, abode of passion
For I do not awaken from love of it

2. And every face like the morning sun
Above slender forms like a supple branch

3. And every ample, fertile, lush plot
Borne by a slender waist in injustice

4. And every sweet, delightful utterance
Intoxicates more than cups of pure wine

5. Whatever you wish of a guide, or view
Radiant, of beauty, grace, and slenderness