1. He appeared like a swaying branch
In the finest of garments

2. A full moon that shone for us
Dispelling the darkness of melancholy

3. From his cheeks he pours
Wine and from his cups

4. Comfort that his palm dictated
And fire that the palm of one who grasps lit

5. I ransom him from distress
Of forebears, sleepy and lazy

6. As if his beauty
Is the beauty of a sleepy gazelle

7. Imagine him when he appears
The sun his ransom

8. And his hair intoxicating
Like the wings of a tranquil night

9. His love settled in my innermost being
And from his ardour I came alive

10. My mind when it reproaches him
In the noblest of gatherings