For months I dreamed of our rendezvous;
Thank Allah, the day came and I was with you.
How I longed for you! I would give all my life
For your locks, for your smile like the sun, my love.

With your coquetry, darling, my heart you stole.
Play, my love, your coy tricks to bewitch my soul.
Chain my thoughts to yourself, to take my all.
Say sweet words, if only for fun, my love.

You are brilliant, darling, lively and gay;
The moon loves you at night, and the sun by day.
You are heaven itself, though with hearts you play.
Who can count your charms' full sum, my love?

I'm falling in love with you more and more.
It's happiness someone like you to adore.
Even flowers admire your beauty with awe,
By their envy of you overcome, my love.

You are a heavenly gift to me from fate.
No evil from you can I ever await.
Shoot me-your arrow brings love, not hate.
The contest of hearts you have won, my love.

Translated by Dorian Rottenberg