1. O dweller of the gazelle, truly with me it was made evident
The day I entered your abode as prey

2. I was captivated by your eyes that make the darkness desire them as eyes
And ribs that came to you bare

3. Then returned filled with love and passion
What does your gazelle seek from me

4. After I became her servant, that I become
Whenever I say my heart has reached its prime

5. Remembrance overwhelms it and it becomes insane