by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Translation by Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955)

Language: French (Français)  after the Arabic (العربية) 
Plus rouge que la fleur de l'ohkouan 
le soleil descendait derrière la campagne. 
C'était l'heure convenue. J'avais entravé mon cheval et je m'étais assis. 

Tu es arrivée, ma bien-aimée ! 
Alors un grand frisson m'a saisi, comme le dormeur 
qui est surpris par l'aurore.

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