1. Revel in it, in the softness of robes, gently,
It quenches you with sweet pillows, bubbly.

2. It's the sun, yet has no feminine charm,
It's the full moon, but isn't pretentious at all.

3. Born between the Turks in Egypt, it contained
In its gentleness, beauty recounting Joseph.

4. A gaze that's coaxing, hearts it keeps seducing,
A soft utterance, its heart is like clear spring water.

5. Gardens of beauty its face, so you see in it
A budding narcissus and doubled rose petals.

6. It's guarded from the plucker's hand by hair
That sways only gently in the breeze.

7. Its beauty is enough to carry its weaponry,
Didn't you see what most pierces the heart?

8. So from its tender gaze it felled lovesick,
And from its seductive height it toppled the pretentious.

9. We delighted in it, inhaling its scent, and didn't reach
Did time allow us to be equal to it?

10. What's life but stolen moments with a veiled one,
Permitting you what you desire, an embrace and pillow?