1. I am not a rock in my love for Khansa
She reaps with a red cheek

2. My reproacher is unfair in his passion for her
And if the reproacher is kind, he is harmful

3. Her face is the full moon from clouds of beauty
It has appeared to creation and shone

4. She falls short of palaces in slenderness and stature
And arabs in liveliness, intelligence and brightness

5. And the morning sun in radiance and gazelles in
Saying and branches in bending

6. So if I say, will I attain union with you?
She says, and who attains heaven?