1. Her appearance is waning at every moment,
We fear the treachery of her decline so we spurn her.

2. By my honor, the son of Adam cannot do without her,
Yet she is disdained by him - he does not seek to borrow her.

3. It seems he who schemed to restore her soul,
Conversed with her, or was a friend consulting her.

4. It seems rubble lay over her while she lay beneath,
Startling a blond, curly-haired gazelle, stirring her.