1. With pride and honor the caravan sets forth
Though you walk away and do not care for it

2. She appeared before us, her eyes lowered
As if her soul was drowning in darkness

3. Then she turned upon the sphere of her cheeks
Quickly glancing with coy eyes

4. As if when she passed by the wine glasses
A pearl slipped out from its string of beads

5. The perfume on her cheeks was fragrant
As if it was the incense of aloeswood

6. She sips a little, hesitantly
Like one who fears the viper’s sting

7. The hay came alive as Leyla walked by
And the fragrant amber spread over it