1. With love for a beautiful boy I was tasked,
Beauty he was granted, and grace.

2. His camel he leads with the reins,
A branch pulling mountains as if they were hills.

3. And it obeys him, despite its stubborn nature-
Does beauty soften even the stubborn?

4. When he mounted a camel fully packed,
Loaded with burdens upon its saddle.

5. In his cheek burning embers, and in his words,
Burning embers concealed with jokes and talk.

6. And when he shakes off his dust it's as though
The songs of nightingales stirred and trilled.

7. Oh, his beauty disheveled, its curls as though
The crescent moon framed his handsome face.