1. My beloved cut off the cord of companionship,
And came with a heart full of madness.

2. Her gaze preceded the return of the twilight,
And struck the cheek of a weaning child.

3. If not for her pretense, we would have
Given her streams of laughter and generosity.

4. She raised her left shoulder, bare
Of any cloak, unlike gentle damsels.

5. Then heavily built flirts swaggered,
With ample rumps concealed in their robes.

6. They rose with the jingling of their anklets,
Like the jingling of a vigorous young camel.

7. They screened themselves with their palms, after
The arrows of the skillful archer had pierced.

8. The youth pursued his desire and fulfilled his quest,
Though the path led to the realm of murder.

9. A man who counts the night as his comfort,
While worries dog him with her memory.

10. I tasked him beyond his capacity,
A peril that try the temper of a stalwart man.

11. So he accomplished his pledge,
While the night lingered on one foot.

12. He took to the road as slumber overcame him,
As if he were a traveler riding his mount.

13. With a cooking pot I prepared,
Its sides and surface boiling,

14. With the moan of a moaning woman,
Led by the guide of the highborn and the camel stallion.

15. She escaped to a barren valley on hasty feet,
Hurried by the youth and the prodding of the driver.

16. The morning came upon her and did not pause
Before ravishing her completely.