1. She gestured with that beauty granting her distinction,
So I understood the hint from her gesturing.

2. And her image brought tidings of a nightly union,
And came to me saying, "I bring you glad tidings."

3. Swaying in stance when she sways,
She sways a slender form unmatched in bloom.

4. She has a cheek aflame, kindling all my fire,
When she showed it to me, stoking all my blaze.

5. My love-sick brother, yearn after her,
Though her sweetness cleaved such bitterness.

6. And how her glances' passing charmed me,
Instilling a meaning where passion held sway.

7. I compared swords to their flash,
So it raged and stormed against all lovers.

8. The water of bliss flowed in her cheeks,
While hell competed, igniting its flames.

9. She shows you, when appearing, languid and animated,
Her night rivaling daylight's splendor.

10. Were it not for her being a moon unveiled,
Her veil would not have revolved around her.

11. She reveals my state in union and estrangement,
At times bringing me to life, at times to death.

12. I was drunk with love of her before my drunkenness,
And never was sobered by any potion.

13. And they said her love was a blazing fire -
Little did they experience its flames.

14. Where is the fire next to it and its heat?
It has nothing of fire but embers.

15. And how I disobeyed, in love of her, the good advice
Of those who rebuked me, God lighten their burden.

16. He saw my estrangement, but in his ignorance,
Knew not estrangement's requital is a visit.

17. I made peace with my critic for love of her,
And the profit was mine, while the loss was his.