1. O beauty, his name suits his qualities
Of exquisite beauty made perfect by its opposite

2. Like the graceful branches to the tree trunk
And the neck to the gazelle

3. He hates injustice though he is its maker
And denies the truth though knowing it

4. Passion leads me to its haunts
When it comes accompanied by its mates

5. I envy none their life but the youth
Who is consumed by a love none can rival