1. The days of a summer whose equal is not sweet
Have delighted you with their light and morning breeze,

2. So bid farewell to three months that were
The most beautiful and sweetest of them.

3. When I recall its radiance, breeze,
And its fragrance, freshness and dew,

4. Its meadows, fields and vineyards,
And its birds, shades and gazelles.

5. I yearn for it, then weep for it as
The sky weeps for its beauty and life.

6. Those birds took off and migrated,
So intimacy has fled you after befriending you.

7. And so the flowers in the wind scattered,
Those flowers whose fragrance you will not smell.

8. If summer had a mother, she would have wept
Over its dying breaths and cleft her veins.

9. In it nature was like a bride primping
And adorning herself with clothes and jewelry.

10. And the heart was like her lover reveling
In her beauty expecting her bounties.

11. I am a nature lover and worshipper
Eternally indebted to its beauty and passion.

12. Autumn came, and in it the last smile
From the mouth of a departing summer blew it.

13. It was some bright nights in which
It revived souls and oft gave them life.

14. O friend, summer's traces are few
So delight in its fragrance and radiance.

15. And fill your heart with transient bliss
And prevent your eyelids from tasting its bitterness.

16. Why not stay up as a moonlit night excited you
Blowing its morning breeze in the gardens.

17. And recall a summer whose dark fruits ripened
With a gazelle that craved them.

18. So you hugged your heart when she drew near
A hug that softened her waist and tracks.

19. And at times an eastern breeze blew
Coming to cool the heat of its ardour.

20. And you called out in remembrance of summer and her
The most aromatic of them and her mouth the sweetest.

21. O summer, after you the youth has no joy
For the soul in you is its refuge and shelter.

22. Your bright nights have passed and visions of bliss
Still appear from remembering them.

23. Nature in autumn is a messenger
Who has risen to renew the passion of her youth.

24. Without the fragrance of his bride so prepare for her
A beautiful garment you have stripped off her.