1. No, by Him who created you, the eye has nothing
Other than you, and no one equals your beauty

2. You are the one who struck two spears in my heart
The spears of your eyes and the spears of your rosy lips

3. And you are the one who adorned, O epitome of beauty
My life, whose light comes from your life

4. I love in you the love, O uniter of two
Beauty and good manners that perfect your charm

5. I love in you kindness, grace and softness
And I love when you are pleased after your anger

6. And I love that neck of yours between two cheeks
And I love what your veil covers and hides

7. O wounder of the wounded, do not bid farewell or distance
Your absence and travel would be the end of me