1. With the yearning of love, a gazelle yearns for the beautiful Doe
O people of affection, that Doe is your affection

2. Since I was burdened with his love
With the atmosphere of love, he protects his loved one, thus was named

3. So O breeze blow, though you may afflict his body
And o heart melt, from the intensity of agony

4. Behold, is there a way to reach the Doe of love, a mount of yearning
My heart of the gazelle, and longing in it is poisoned

5. Behold, I wish I knew, did the Doe of that love
In the mother of cities, pine for it painfully

6. The valley shimmered from every side
And from Walsal’a, it smelled good with peace

7. So the gentle sandgrouses fulfilled their vow
And so did the rocks throw for them as a target

8. The breeze from the meadow give us O Na’ma
The food of meeting’s intimacy, for it is its tradition

9. Behold, the partridges of scattering were present
And if he passed through the rugged road, he is weakened

10. I passed the love of roses to see intimates
For in it are the ruins and the dawn has prevailed

11. I came to the Gazelle’s lodges and the night covered me
With a wing of salvation and peace

12. So I crossed frequently at the time of closed market
And called out there for the gentle Gazelles

13. So my heart spoke to me there with its heart
And said, love has come forward to you

14. So I leaned on the mounds and the winds, so narrate to me
There I was called, O beloved one, welcomed

15. And I walked among those crowds with shyness
And got lost in the horizons with profitable love

16. Sometimes I take refuge in the fourth of love
And sometimes I take refuge in Na’ma

17. To graze with the gazelles and the driver whose
Passion a slain for the affectionate beloved

18. Behold, O gazelles of the district, is there one to help me
For the beauty of patience has weaned me

19. The love of girls and the meadow enticed me
And infatuated me before dawn generously

20. The thirsty love of the Gazelle of its water and taste
For the meadows of love are a cure from worries

21. I am a lover, and passion has shaken me with it
So glance at the one who threw arrows at me painfully

22. So woe to me, the spell is an observant sorcerer
And no wonder, if the pigeons are a permanent dwelling

23. I have surpassed all in the love of passion
And every lad that loves, I am a partner to him

24. I was burdened with it before months of birth
And got lost in the full moons when it destined him certainly

25. I am in the Gazelle’s beautiful love, it has affection
So in my right hand side are youth with dreams

26. And I am poor when I take refuge in Ja'far
So one who heads for journeys has no tact

27. Behold, O sparkle of the valley, recite my words
With the yearning of love, a gazelle yearns for the beautiful Doe