Sol 6.1

  1. O night that reminded me

    Of my nights of union long ago,

  2. In the days of youthful dalliance,

    When I was reunited with graceful beauties,

  3. Among young men like stars

    That had become graceful in form,

  4. In a chamber whose structure

    Rises above the stars in excellence,

  5. Radiant, where my drinking companion stayed

    Until morning, dictating

  6. To me there a tale

    About wine, to entertain me.

  7. A gazelle who, whenever he appeared,

    Captivated all mankind with his coquetry.

  8. He smiles, revealing a mouth with sharp-edged teeth,

    Sweet, it turns one away from wine.

  9. And he sways with a figure

    Like a shoot of a bān tree in the sand.

  10. Who will let me sip from his dusky lips?

    Who will grant me that—who will?

  11. He of the white gazelle's drowsy eye

    With its glance, he sought to kill me.

  12. I kept transcribing from him

    The magic of eyes, as they dictated,

  13. Until, when the star descended

    Toward its setting, sinking low,

  14. And dawn came, when

    The darkness passed in retreat,

  15. He was now, with passion's fire,

    Scorching me within my ribs.

Sol 6.1