1. O friend! I care not for the desert's drawings
Nor the camel driver's songs and tambourines

2. Wine and the morning cup have kept me from them
And the strumming tunes of strings and mandolines

3. Hearing the singing of a tender-glanced beauty
With a charm in her eyes that captivates and means

4. So leave me be, for that is far more pleasing
Than asking the earth, the rocks and terrains