1. Quench my soul with the breeze on the cheek
We saw it clean

2. From a cupbearer with my father of virtues
And with the mother virtuous

3. From the inkwells of the office, he took
For Dhu Shanatра some papers and pens

4. Wearing over his shirt the
Light Coptic robe

5. The pens laugh at him
Whenever he writes on a paper

6. The quickest of people to boredom
If you ask him something trivial

7. Except my heart sees in him kindness
Kindling in the heart my love

8. Customary and gentle
And I told Amru

9. After hiding it for some time
Do you see the gazelle that I loved

10. With ardent love
Do you see my heart stumbling

11. In his love and desire
For his persistence has been long

12. And I feared privation
He said what is hidden from him

13. If he is wise