1. Visit the daughters of priests in the monastery of Hinnah
And drink their wine from their hands

2. And enter every tavern that brings you to the beloved
Who spoke eloquently in their melody

3. They are the origin of passion, and no passionate one
Has ever become passionate among people except through them

4. Each beautiful one greets with a smile
And I die of yearning, sorrow and longing

5. If she gestures to the soul, she reveals it
Or not, for it is in her protection

6. And if she invites us, we respond confused
With souls in love with her reassured

7. Wake my friend from the sleep of your mind and bow down
To the idols of existence and prostrate to them

8. And observe what you are in with an eye
That their beauty has chained to the iris

9. And listen to the humming of flowers that appears
Through the veils, most melodious

10. This, this is the happiness of a people
Whose deeds in the chests have not been facilitated