1. He confided my secret to Musa and revealed it,
A cheek that shows you the pattern of beauty, how it was adorned.

2. A basil sways in its coldness, it drank
The water of the boy, oh for it a meadow and oh my thirst!

3. Did his mole shed my blood or the sword of its onlooker?
My revenge is lost between India and Abyssinia.

4. Its scorpion stung my heart for that cheek,
If only the antidote of that saliva was invigorating.

5. You see the virgins around me like butterflies, and they
Flocked, so I burned them with passion in my bed.