1. How often the loving one longed for union, but gained no understanding,
And hoped for a response, but saw no possibility,

2. Since that secret was made known to him,
He left no room for blame.

3. I once had a heart, but love made it
A target for the glances of does, so it was ripped to shreds

4. By all those who made coquetry their profession,
The bough their tryst and flirtation their craft.

5. They are two meadows lush with the water of delight, so if
The deaf rock drew near their bodies, it would bloom.

6. Like the full moon when it rose, like the gazelle when
It glanced, like the bough when it swayed.

7. Sweet is his talk, and nothing delights you more in his beauty
Than when his voice gives you pleasure.

8. His smile reveals for you, when you sigh,
Fine pearls set in carnelian.

9. Its delicacy tells you his saliva is
Wine mixed with musk when it is pure.

10. Though torment was sweet with him, now that
He is sixteen, how much sweeter!

11. Now that his beauty has reached perfection, and the light of youth
Shines radiant from his cheeks.

12. Why is fate so harsh with him, humbling him
To the lowest when he climbs highest?

13. He always opposes my will intentionally -
If I loved gray hair, he would go bald!

14. When he saw my heart was open to his caprice,
He made it a square for them to race their steeds.

15. For every flirt who showed off with her anklets as she swayed,
Breaking my endurance with her overbold ways.

16. His coquetry broke down the armor of my patience
And left no escape for my bow.

17. My state is like the lengthening of her name in his cares -
It takes up both worlds, leaving no time between.