1. The breeze blew gently with tender care,
Beautifying passion with its fluttering wing,

2. As if the branches blossomed with delight,
Gleeful in the secrets of lovers.

3. When the winds toyed with its branches,
Passion played in the heart of the longing one.

4. Gently, oh breeze! For I’ve outgrown my youth,
Nothing remains of that boyhood.

5. If once I was that, I'm not anymore,
My departure has announced our separation.

6. I knew your secret during passionate days,
Death in my eyes and with every breath.

7. If days of negligence preoccupied my thoughts,
I'd offer them as a gift to my longing.

8. Leisure is my habit, idleness my mount,
Security my shade, and youth my porch.

9. Where the wine was served in portions,
A bit, for drunkenness is my nature.

10. The pale beauty is not to blame,
For it was I who seized her unjustly.

11. I brandished the cup until she yielded,
After defiantly stretching her hand to the cupbearer.

12. I left a gap among the revelers,
As the slender one swayed tipsily among them.

13. They glared at me reproachfully,
Deeming my hedonism a hypocritical guise.

14. Her love is like a breath of powder,
That stains the hand of the caresser.

15. As if a gleaming light quivered over her,
Embodying itself from the dew of eyelids.

16. Or a sprinkling of dew in the garden
Stirring it, having flowed from the eyes.

17. By God, they are tempting with their character and lineage,
Eve made Satan stumble with such charms.

18. It is the smoldering ember in her passion,
By God, I turn my face of consent to her,

19. Even if it displeased my father Isaac.