1. Wherever he went, the gazelle of Kenan greeted him,
Praised him, sacrificed itself for him.

2. The wind was his perfume, musk his scent,
Myrtle his cheek, rose his temple.

3. Flowers blossomed for him, pearls adorned him,
Loquats tendered him, pomegranates endowed him.

4. The night was his veil, dawn his rising,
The moon and sun through it all his servants.

5. For him the gazelle was sick with love, and all the people of the neighborhood -
Each dead person you saw was his ransom.

6. My heart says his charming gaze has bewitched me.
Oh, if only I knew who had cast that spell!

7. No - may God take my heart in its love for him.
For the state of love, its results and beginnings are his.