1. My heart is burning with passion,
Melting from the heat of love,

2. O you who rebuke me,
Stop this blaming.

3. Blaming one like me is foolishness,
One like me is not to be blamed,

4. I was born to love,
I cannot wean myself from it.

5. And love is well known
Among all people.

6. In it my nights are wakeful,
Restless, I cannot sleep.

7. I love Ghadah,
Who scorns the full moon.

8. Her face is the sun of beauty,
Its beauty splendid and sublime.

9. It shames the morning sun
Veiled in its wrapping.

10. Her glance in its batting
Is a sharp and angry sword.

11. It justified my murder,
My murder she saw not wrong.

12. He who loves her, she permitted him,
What scholar or imam sanctioned this?

13. Her eyelids shoot arrows
And my heart is the target.

14. Her cheek is a blossoming meadow
Where beauty resides.

15. It drinks the water of life,
The clouds do not water it.

16. The rose blossoms in it,
My heart is madly in love with it.

17. Her mouth is my wretched state,
Kissing it cures all sickness.

18. Its dimples of joy
Flash with smiles.

19. Her saliva is sweet honey,
It is wine and liquor.

20. Her neck is a gazelle’s neck,
Passion swooped down on it.

21. Like a pillar of light
In the wings of night’s darkness.

22. Her stature is taller than a branch,
No description matches it.

23. How can I have patience when passion
Grows ever more violent?

24. How can I seek union with her love
When I am not a dishonorable man?

25. I do not seek it even though
I have tasted cups of passion.

26. Reunion with her revives the soul
And the burning heart.

27. Were I to smell her scent
Awake or in a dream,

28. I would say, my generosity is in meeting,
That is my intention and peace.

29. And make leaving off disdain
In love, a beautiful conclusion.