1. Your smile greeted the lips of narcissus
Parted with a sweet radiance

2. Its buds pressed the lips of a kisser
And bent towards you with the bend of pouring wine

3. As if it were a partridge that had tucked up
Its legs by the flowers to drink

4. As if it was shy so it lowered its gaze
And nodded reassurance with a bowed head

5. The dewdrops of the valley rained on its flowers
So they opened like one taking little sips

6. Its smallness did not withstand the cold of the dew
Does it not have a bluish lip that you see?

7. And you see the bunches of buds folding
Embracing closely in a narrow space

8. With the scent of breaths and myrtle
An eyelid closed over the dream of embrace

9. A maiden who captures eyes with an emergence
Dazzlingly white like a pure page

10. She sways with the narcissism of youth in a gentle way
And from youth and its beauty weakly

11. So it seems with her whiteness and brightness
She came out to you from the morning in grace

12. And was clad in a gown and sash
Of green silk and of fine silk

13. Fluttering earrings, flower-like jewelry
Crowned with a wreath above the parting

14. She came only with a smiling mouth
And a blinking, sleepy face and shining cheek

15. As if she were drunk, her neck swaying
And she rang with an eyelid sleepy and weak

16. The breeze passed over the dew of her eyes
So its drops rippled like quicksilver

17. It makes me passionate, the dew, clinging
To her eyes like weeping, flowing

18. She sings with her basil and good scent
Of Babel set free from fetters

19. Her breaths give life to souls and her air
Is a spirit waving through slit nostrils

20. Delicate, if her tops swayed
In the pond an awning on a boat appeared

21. Whatever planet you desired in its flowers
Shining with its rays, folded

22. How many flowers swayed leaving butterflies
White of wing fluttering gently

23. Its petals are like fingers interwoven
In every sleeve meeting in a predicament

24. Or like long eyelids, their lashes
Of a sleepy, closed, staring one

25. Or moist pearls round which shards
Clung to the whiteness of satin

26. Indeed, He who created the flowers privileged it
With its rod and its tool and the lightning

27. The houris in the gardens of Eden are revealed
And the white is revealed in the posies of Galley