1. The full moon rose beside the Karkh
In the gloom of dusk.

2. He bent his cheek with a beautiful curve
Crawling like a scorpion.

3.
With his languid eyelids

4. He is the father of anguish.
And my heart grieves

5. Complaining of torment.
He tightened his middle with his belt

6. Above the back of his steed.
Oh, how he tightened it, archer!

7. Oh, nimble shooter!
You have a penetrating glance, like a crack

8. That hits the target.

9. Oh, crescent that his buttons embraced
So it revolved around him.

10. And a brilliance from his brilliance
Under the darkness of his hair.

11. For your lover, in you is his excuse
Just as you have for him.

12. For you, my lord, is the power of the bow
When he has not been defeated.

13. And for your oppressed one is the humiliation of the chick
While he is in the claw.

14.
Why does my bird wander so far

15. Away from his nest?
If he was slow in his journey

16. Then that's his excuse.
Or if he went astray on his path

17. I would say in his pursuit:
If that bird falls into a trap

18. Or comes to a shooting area,
This would be a disaster upon disaster,

19. Yes, and the truth of the prophet!
By my father, he set my soul aflame

20. And in him is my paradise.
The tears of my eyes are my rivers

21. And my sorrow is my cloak.
Whenever my flowing tears pour down