1. Your cheeks with the fragrance of their veins
Outshine the stars with their radiance

2. To the helpless you are the only succor
As if you were the guarantor of their livelihood

3. And on the night of Jesus the Messiah’s birth
It implored me for its covenant

4. So those are my pots on the fire
And my fruits above their vessels

5. The girl of the times has emerged
From the tents, pure for her lovers

6. The markets are bustling with girls
And men frequenting its lanes

7. So be my guide, lives be sacrificed for you
With your generosity the cure of their eyelids

8. The like of saffron, allurement has become
With the charm of the blueness of her eyes

9. And like snakes when enflamed
Fearing the burning of their abodes