1. White radiance flows with the darkness of her eyes
Adorned with the blood of lovers as her ornament

2. In her cheek flows the water of youth
So the fluttering heart is aflame for her

3. She has bewitched the heart of the ardent lover
With the sorcery of a eyelid in which he is lost

4. A sun not from dawn but from her veil
She possesses natural beauty and grace

5. She sways gently like leaves amid branches
She is the gazelle in form and character

6. Her billowing veil complains of confinement
Her swaying gait amid abundant grace

7. Her mole drowned in passion’s fire
Like me amid tears and longing

8. She said to my eyelid stained with my tears’ blood
You have cut me and cutting is the limit for one blamed

9. If I live I have no life remaining
The gaze is poison and consent is the antidote

10. On her cheek a beauty spot like dark stitching
Or embers in which fire was kindled

11. Her mole the heart of the ardent lover
How many promises did she make without fulfilling her pact

12. And how much blood shed by her eyes, gushing forth