1. The roses in his cheeks blush more each dawn
For the eyes of his lover who praises the garden

2. His cheeks are like refreshing water
That reddens when the watcher looks upon them

3. Some hope for heavenly paradise
While I hope for a scent or a kiss from him

4. He is a gazelle - the nearer I draw
The further he flees and recoils

5. I concealed my love till tears flowed free
And made of it talk heard far and wide