1. Morning dawned, excellence was manifest, astray
That has been so since I began to passionately love him

2. To God belongs my poetry, how wondrous is its rhetoric
To all those other than me, its rhymes

3. How much between excellence since I passionately loved him
And before I began to passionately love him

4. So praise be to God, even if I don’t
Care for people who advise about him

5. I was content to be insulted by a fallen one
My passion is better than his allies

6. And this is not more wondrous than you
A perfumer’s slave girl infatuated him

7. And the perfumer’s affliction from anger
That angered her one day and she came to him

8. Until when I stood at his door
I called the people his girlfriends