1. Alas, may God destroy love, wherever it was created
For you see naught but trouble and bitterness from it

2. No lover seeks to increase his love for his beloved
Reproaching him for intimacy, but they separate

3. This heart clung to love, hanging
A gazelle adorned with a pearl necklace and earrings

4. With dark lips it gives in the evening and at dawn
Fresh, delicate vegetation from the lost one sprouting

5. Thousands for the shadows of temples and for the soil
When the radiance of summer sun glows on them