1. O night that lies in its shadows
I am quenched by the gentlest of its winds

2. Our cup of joy spins swiftly
Musk is emitted from its corners

3. The eye desires not but to see beauty
Except it saw it in the palm of its pourer

4. A summer breeze like a young man suitable
For two matters, like a bent branch

5. In a flowered scarf adorned by its necklace
Its mole stabbed its cheeks

6. God completed her creation then said to her
When she was perfected in her beauty

7. If the most beautiful were asked to describe her beauty
It wouldn't be able to do so out of weakness

8. I drink a cup from her hand and she drinks
A cup of sickness in the soul running through her

9. Until drunkenness weighed down her eyelids
And her cheeks went slack after it

10. And I was able to secretly caress her
I gently extended my hand to her mouth

11. She jerked away at that and shuddered
Then I drew her to me to please her

12. She said "why have you come?" I said
"O most beautiful of all people combined"

13. If not for my affliction I wouldn't have endured agony
Otherwise death would be seen in its lowest forms

14. Nor would I have endured dangers with a soul
That some of passion used to console

15. Greetings to the one my soul pursues
And the one my wishes were from

16. I spend a night in which I enjoyed
Kissing her sometimes and pouring for her

17. And I attained perfumes from her perfumes
And enabled my soul from its wishes

18. Quenching the thirst of this description wherever it was
And not quenching the house that harbored its songs