1. A song in my conscience, how I conceal it
And my cure is only to sing it

2. Winter has passed and my soul in its gloom
Summer has laughed except in its weeping

3. It's as if it's a flower in the shade growing
No light inundates it, no water waters it

4. It's as if it's the war in my heart, its quakes
And some of my family are folks who endure it

5. A tale I waver when I hear it
And sorrow eats my heart when I recount it

6. And His compassion to Urubba, it did not destroy
A viper with a viper like its people with its people

7. Nothing remained but the beasts among its creatures
And of its civilization except its privies

8. It used to count plots in its factories
For others, so its plots befell it

9. And every cook of poison will eat it
And every digger of a well will fall in it

10. Had its faith endured, Hellfire would not have blazed
With its homes and snakes in its burrows

11. But it bent to machines, worshipping them
And seeking help through them besides its Creator

12. So its owner became a slave to its authority
And every weak one became one of its victims

13. And its human became for milking a bucket
And slaughter like livestock in its pastures

14. Oh self, walk softly, and oh my song, set forth
Who taught silence? Silence hurts it

15. Does the horizon shine without its planets arising?
And the earth beautify without producing its blooms?

16. Today is the day of rhymes, chanting them
People don't drink wine unless you pour it

17. This is the feast, its processions have appeared
Oh heart, rejoice for it, oh poetry, cheer it