1. My beauty, leave blaming me, cease your complaints
Is life for truthfulness? Be sincere without pretense

2. Bestow a kiss upon this beggar, it is charity
For I see it as the most virtuous of good deeds

3. He offers you a wine from a mouth you've sipped
This wine in truth, not daughters of the vines

4. My beauty, I shall not rush to repent
Nor will I find repentance in my sighs

5. At dawn I met a wanderer and her cup
As the dawn army marched forth in the dark

6. I called out to Zainab who answered while
Bracelets of silver adorned her ankles

7. Waters sprung from the valley's generous vines
Rivulets flowing from the Euphrates' stream

8. When they dangled like breasts and awoke
Draped on canes, newly emitted

9. They were poured into an earthenware flask
Glazed with clay, steeped to darkness