1. O maid of the veil and the radiant face
A full moon shines in the darkness of her hair

2. I see your quarter in mourning, cloaked
The wind kills it, and the rain protects it

3. With what is seen, green, leafy blossoms
And its meadow, verdant, turbulent with perfidy

4. With earth that drips when pressed
So its people are the stars and the bewitching night

5. It is like the thumbs of a kitten or a baby gazelle
And every good night in it there is a palace

6. One of the girls of Mudar descended there
It is as if when she sings softly in caution

7. A loving man sensed news then looked
I cried when she smiled carefully

8. Nearly the living would pick up pearls