1. The embroidery of your cheeks with basil and breeze
Has left no sane mind, neither awake nor asleep

2. The excuse of a willowy one over cheeks that gathered
The grace of the breeze as solace for souls

3. Blessed is Allah, their Creator, for the measure
Of two basil plants on two cups of breeze

4. As for the excuse, it did not suffice my justification
If the mischievous one were to glimpse my fervent gaze

5. I will obligate myself to patience's rule with acceptance
Of my reward from God in heeding advisors