1. My flirtation turned serious, into passionate love,
And the torment of passion became my lad's lad.

2. Her swaying hips commanded my heart
To lead me to her, so it led me by the bridle.

3. If you asked my rod, it would tell you true -
I learned the beauty of her stature from her.

4. She assembled a buttock, hips, a face,
Breasts, a melody, into a composition.

5. So she is more deserving of description, if description
Spoke truly, than the full moon in its perfection.

6. Give me to drink from the sweetness of her saliva,
Since I am forbidden to drink wine.

7. For the wine of vineyards is not lawful,
While she gives me wine that is not forbidden.

8. I sipped her saliva, and it was a cup
Whose wine held no sin in the drinking.

9. I see no joy for me in a quarter of love
If I don't obtain delights from her abode.

10. She promised me, arousing wars
Between my eyes and sleep about her promise.

11. I spent the worst night, never slumbering,
So long was my night, and the night is perfect for romance!

12. She scheduled a meeting every month,
But it comes every year.

13. In both worlds there is no sadder state
Than a lover kept from realization.

14. I've been drinking my whole life a cup of bile
And blame that never ebbs or ceases.

15. I will console myself and defeat despair
By blaming the blamers before they blame me.