1. The blamer blamed me for loving you,
And so love returned as it began.

2. A gazelle that made its ribs its quiver,
Its heart a pasture, its tears a stream.

3. Slender in form when it appeared and when it bent,
It exposed the loveliness of a gazelle and the softness of an oryx.

4. With cheeks like roses and distance like the crescent moon,
With a neck like an antelope's and a body gentle and loving,

5. Swaying in the drunkenness of youth,
Or what you see it wearing of perfume.

6. I knew the wine was his spittle
When the pearl of his cheek appeared polished.

7. And I knew his heart was of iron
When his eyelashes glistened, rubbed.

8. A sword that glittered in the waters of its blade
Refusing, save to my wings, to be sheathed.

9. Who will do me justice from his tyranny?
For he has busied himself with my blood, wearing his sword-belt.

10. Blue of swords in lances, but I did not see
In the lance of his stature a black point.

11. I sensed the fire of my love next to his cheek,
But I did not find guidance in it.

12. He of reddened cheeks, when I greeted him,
Only wore the garment of shyness anew.

13. I cast the elixir of my gaze on his cheek,
And so transformed the silver of his cheeks to unripe dates.