1. For a flirtatious one with graceful gifts
Her promises seem empty and old

2. Her treaties, yet if she is of seduction
Pleasures and bliss make her smile

3. A supple Arabian with charming limbs
A coquette with a soft voice

4. When a breeze blows by her
It strengthens her figure, that breeze

5. Wavering, whether she comes to you or turns away
Thick ankles sway behind her

6. She stands up, holding her waist out of necessity
So the old woman sits her down as she stands

7. And she smiles with shining teeth
Gleaming as if a string of pearls

8. As if a bare white slave girl
With whom the boon companion dallies

9. When the night descends upon her face
The stars have set altogether

10. She avoided us with her coquetry
And the breeze turned her away from us

11. And here I am after a tease
Full of care, gloomy, depressed

12. I spend the night sleepless, anxious, sad
Moaning in pain as the healthy moan

13. I imagine the lightning in the clouds
While she sleeps, I stay awake

14. I almost fly when passion passes me
While longing has made its home in me

15. When the breeze stirs, my heart flutters
That breeze excites my agony

16. She says, will you not mourn my long night
Does the oppressed mourn his oppressor?

17. You left me among foes and came without purpose
The generous do not act this way

18. Oh, with your beauty provide us some provision
For beauty is a thing that does not last

19. Do not seek vengeance on me without fault
For seeking vengeance, its place is grim

20. So she spoke, smiling coquettishly
Like the willow tree adorning the land

21. Oh won't your heart wake from passion
How can it wake when you are hostile to it?

22. Mother of passion is fertile and giving birth
While mother of patience is barren

23. My flirt, nothing pleases my eye but you
It is a great destiny

24. My soul yearns to die from you
And your love in my heart does not cease

25. Patience calls to me but I turn away
Your love calls me and I walk straight

26. You obeyed those who blame you and broke your vow
When did you listen to one who blames in me?

27. I cried in youth but they called me ignorant
Yet ignorance may be in a forbearing man

28. I yearn for you with ecstasy and longing
As the weaned child yearns for the breast

29. Reaching you is paradise, good
Rejecting you is the coldest hell

30. Can one possessed forget you
When he remembers your past union, wandering?

31. He is delighted to romance the landscapes
and the features and forms arouse him

32. If I do not blame you while you are my love
Then who should I blame for this rejection?