1. Oh beauty, and beauty is some of His attributes
And magic is confined to its movements

2. His glances toyed with killing his lovers
Oh Lord, do not blame him for his glances

3. With wine we shine, and chastity is our companion
Two wines, from my twisting and from his words

4. I shook his hand, and the night kindled beneath us
Two fires, from my soul and from his cheeks

5. And I held him close, as a miser clings to his money
Yearning over it from all directions

6. I bound him to my arm, for he
Is a gazelle I feared would flee

7. And the heart desires to become an arm
To win hopes from his embrace

8. Until, as oblivion weighed on his lids
And yielded, languid, in my arms

9. Passion resolved to kiss him
And I obeyed its resolve

10. But my chastity refused to kiss his lips
While the heart smoldered with its embers

11. So for the inflamed lover it is agony
To complain of thirst when water is within reach