1. You delighted us with your dance
Then you bent and did not finish the pleasure

2. And the light is spread around you festively
And the flowers are spread upon you as sprinkles

3. Or is that the vision of magic and delusion
Or do I see Baghdad in the decoration of the past

4. You were gentle like a white dove
When you wore the dress, light and delicate

5. And you appeared to me as a specter waving to a lover
So I called out, what is in your figure, what is it?

6. Could your cheek be soft satin
And your gaze be sharp steel

7. You narrowed those eyelids for me and their glances
You sharpened them until they became piercing

8. My heart which morning had aged and wounded
Was only polished by the beggar

9. You sprinkled from your eyes and lips, passion
So our hearts were shredded into pieces

10. Do not sprinkle the flame of your glances, and after that
The smile lingered to the reproach, fascinating

11. Dim your flames and spare us the dew
By God this does not cool that

12. No dance was more beautiful than what
You made your body parts for that hour

13. And each part had a tremble as if
It did not neighbor the close part and border it

14. Your breasts weighed down on a waist, bent
So I saw your waist seeking rescue

15. The hips swaying, pulling it, not
Seeking help from the thighs and legs

16. And the ground beneath me, shaking
And my hands and feet seeking refuge

17. Until when passion overflowed and spurted from you
My heart took refuge in you from you

18. Why not prepare for us with your life, a dance
That would leave my worries and sorrows scattered

19. It is an artistic dance, for which
All hearts danced, and found no aberration

20. Dance is embodied feeling
Animate, that seizes fascination

21. So if it provokes my senses, do not ask
And with you, madness, why madness

22. What I saw myself enjoying
Tempts an angel to take the path of condemnation