1. The languor of the eyelids and their ailments
The winds of the south and their calamities

2. And how much vigil for love has stirred him
The aloofness of the gazelles and their aversion

3. And a white one whose separation brings despair
And whose glance kindles hope for reunion

4. She appeared and I affirmed from her glance
The heartsick, aroused from their torpor

5. Will Isaac ransom you from the noble Majid
Whose nature matches and whose pride averts

6. You were honored by a gift she extended
To you, the palm of a hand white like a flag

7. Her pants of bright azure colors
Of delicate, billowing fabric

8. They hint at an intimacy with one
Who finds the yearnings of lovers a burden

9. So you continued to aim for the most blissful
While your arrows flew wide of their marks