1. She gracefully approached, the star illuminating her beauty,
Swaying, she dragged her train coquettishly.

2. Before me was Ghada, playing with
Her wavy hair, flirtatious and alluring.

3. A vision of paradise, a splendid sight,
Too beautiful to simply be called beautiful.

4. I smiled at her, she smiled back,
Casting languid glances my way.

5. We exchanged words, I did not waver,
Nor did my imagination run wild.

6. With each letter her lips let fall,
She sprinkled sweetness left and right.

7. I said "O beauty, who are you?
From which oasis did this branch grow so tall?"

8. Proudly she replied, I imagined her
Rising above the plains gloriously.

9. "I am from Andalusia," she said,
"That paradise of plains and mountains.

10. Time has erased all trace of my ancestors,
Though their glory still evokes awe.

11. Blessed was their desert, so full
Of gallant souls, winds, and sands.

12. They carried the East's brilliance and glory,
And struggled across the West's arenas.

13. Glory flourished in their footsteps,
Vanquishing even vanishing time.

14. They were the noblest of hunters, my people,
Find, if you can, men nobler than they."

15. I lowered my gaze, my eyes clouded
At the sight of her, ignoring the question.