1. I no longer care for chasing prey,
Except for gazelles that come to me before I hunt them.

2. Riman wears the crown of beauty in this world,
While my home is far away from her abode.

3. Her glances stab my heart, yet she has the cure,
Her only weapons are her eyes and cheeks.

4. Though my world grew dark, her lamp lit it up,
My heart walks the path to her, desiring her.

5. O you who blame my heart, this is naivety!
Let me love her, love her more, give her more.

6. My heart is my heart, its wounds are bandages,
And too much talk, O people, does not benefit it.