1. If my beloved's sickness was in my body,
It would be more suitable for me, or more merciful to me.

2. The sickness increased his beauty, it increased my torment,
So I became distressed by him, and at war.

3. A fire inflamed him, and that color was from gold,
And fire is known to enhance gold.

4. How can he have cold and fever together?
This is from his cheek, or this is from his mouth.

5. Indeed, that gap from his waist has increased,
As that cheek blazed from flame.

6. O you, who finds it difficult to kiss him,
Inflamed out of fear for my heart from anger.

7. I call you by the eclipsed sun, not the moon,
For the sun is feverish, so be content with this title.

8. I hint but do not name whom I was burdened with,
And if I hinted, then my beloved is from the Arabs.

9. One who disdains cups of pure wine,
And craves the milking of milk in jugs.

10. My eyelid involuntarily twitches because of him,
So the stamp of beauty on him is not fabricated.