1. I was struck dumb though I confided to Moses my inner thoughts,
And the mount of patience crumbled from the agony of his absence.

2. They said, “Ask after him, or get over him and love another.”
After guidance, could I be content with ingratitude or polytheism?

3. I disdained that such beauty should abandon the beautiful.
So I wove from my tears and my verse a necklace of pearls.

4. The mole ran musk in the camphor of your cheek,
And its fragrant morning breeze breathed life into my passions.

5. So grant me, gazelle, some musk from that mole, for I
Am wont to expect musk from musk pods, nothing less.