1. They turned the cheeks rosy and fragrant,
And the morning friendly, and the breeze passing,

2. And the roses colorful, and the butterflies fluttering,
And the shade cool, and the planets shining,

3. And wore hopes sweetly, and visited in friendship,
And lived in bliss, and traveled in delight,

4. And stole from the dawn’s flower a smile,
And spread from the sea’s wave passions,

5. And strung from my prose sweet cavities,
And took from my poem, for them, enclosures,

6. And extended their hands the day of our farewell,
So I touched velvet and silk from them,

7. My palms became fragrant, and I spend the night, when it comes,
A memory I smell, more fragrant than frankincense,

8. Never was their night shorter, and it did not cease,
Like our bliss, the night of union was short,

9. And their gardens are adorned with our tears,
And the pearls of necklaces adorn them,

10. They brought back in the nightly gatherings the chant of passion,
So they melted my heart with bliss and fervor,

11. And when I heard their talk at night,
I thought the talk was warbling and murmuring,

12. And they wanted to immortalize beauty in the land,
So they planted gardens and built palaces,

13. How many a smile or a glance from a beauty
Left for us a lasting trace for ages,

14. They taught us poetry and tunes in
the night of love and sculpting and painting,

15. So all the merit is for the beauty that
Made the garden of arts splendid,

16. They carry in the blackness of eyes rays,
And grant from the whiteness of mouths perfumes,

17. Until when they met us they reminded us
Of the land of Syria, its goodness and light,

18. So if they smiled, they dispelled my gloom,
And I saw my star in the darkness shining,

19. And if they glanced with eyes in them guidance,
They made my heart in afflictions great,