1. With my passion I ransom the gazelles of Al-Karkh from
Baghdad, Baghdad raised obvious beauty

2. Saad Al-Saud, their glances kept company
And with my passion I ransom them from the butcher

3. And I looked upon all the stars
With the gaze of one who ponders his absent beloved

4. I found my fortune telling in the archer
And I found my luck between the two towering horns

5. So I knew that there would be no union with them
Since they are celestial bodies not graced by a tent pole