1. Do not be deceived by the softness of his cheek
The sword is lethal in the sharpness of its edge

2. And leave the eyelids for their teeth
Have become fangs in the socket of its preparation

3. A gazelle told of my sleep, the persistence of its fleeing
From me so its opposite reached its goal with its purpose

4. And weakness crept into my body from its navel
So I fell for that is from it

5. The envious were amazed when they saw my intoxication without
Limit and my heart in the punishment of its edge

6. Lower your eyes, is not the fluttering of its scarf
Tell of my heart or the glowing of its cheek

7. It is an affinity, if only my heart attained it
Burning, I would forgive it in its kindling

8. My gratitude for my patience from it when it betrayed me
And saw betrayal as faithfulness to its promise

9. And for my flowing tears, far and wasted, it
Is a pearl to me and was not in its string

10. Who will justify me from its nearness, it has refused
My nearness and who will save me from its distance

11. O Bana, valley dweller, and its greenery
Whisper to your branch as I moan for its loss

12. You are the sorrowful one and the sorrowful one is I, both of us
Today excused to moan for its passion

13. My state is as your state, and the neighbor of its palm
Knows its heat from its cold