1. Is there any youth like a gazelle
Whose breath is cooled in the morning breeze -

2. Whose lips are sweetened with sugar -
Who brings joy and cheer?

3. She tells of the sincerity of precious gems -
Of the wishes of souls -

4. Of the crescent moons of beauty -
Of the erect branches.

5. From the gardens of union I was barred -
Have mercy, oh Most Merciful!

6. Save me from the greatest torment -
Perhaps I will find rest.

7. By that shining, radiant-faced one -
With clear and brilliant teeth -

8. The fragrance of amber is diffused -
As the dawn breaks forth.

9. The palm boughs move with the morning breeze
And the moon becomes full -

10. And my heart flows for the days of youth -
The life of one still tender.