1. His cheek has cast arrows,
And his figure is perfectly upright.

2. O company of lovers! Do not
Throw yourselves to

3. This charming gazelle.
With his glance, how he enchants!

4. And from my union he flees,
For he is a fawn of the meadows.

5. His speech is a full moon,
And in the thickets he shines.

6. Yes, yes, we love him
Openly at the head of the assembly.

7. He passes by me smiling,
And whenever he passes the crescent grows.

8. O you who has seared my heart
And could not find a cure for me,

9. If he settles in the law of love,
Kill me, for there is no might nor power but God's.