1. He wore a Frangie coat over his Khusrawani,
With feelings of Iraqi silk, pleated.

2. So how could an imprisoned one invite me when between us
Are doors, gates, and a lofty palace?

3. And horsemen stationed with poised spears,
Under banners upon the high fortresses arranged.

4. And a harlot none passed by except they divided her among them,
Over whom a pimp sneaks to the mud buildings.

5. The slice of melon from the palace informs us about her
Without words, the sliced tips protruding toward us.

6. You called upon Him who created the heavens with His hands,
And who is closer to me than my jugular vein and more gentle.

7. To distract her husband from me for a while
With something to divert him from me and from her and so we gain respite.

8. From the love and passion in our hearts
So the heart's builder recovers from it - the roofed one.

9. He sent water into his eyes that was injurious to them,
And they knew I was more assiduous and more expert.

10. I treated him for two years while she was near,
I could see her, drawing near me time and again so I was elated.

11. A smooth eyelid mixed with kohl
Upon her lips, and the polished, elongated one.

12. Would that we were two camels that do not stop
At a watering hole except to be roped and driven away!

13. We both have a penis that fears its erection
Against people - the burner of resting places is covered.

14. In an empty land, just the two of us, our clothes
Are of silk and brocade, a coat of mail and wrap.

15. And no provision except two slices of melon
And white bread from the water of the cloud's bag.

16. And roasted meat from gazelles he hunts
When we desire, a familiar companion.