1. I remembered you while the blacksmith struck his chains
On the shin from a branch that brought shoes.

2. So I said to the guardian of the prison, and the prison brings together
Tribes of diverse and diverse sins.

3. Oh, I wish I knew, will I visit women
Drenched in saffron, their pockets.

4. Did they find relief at Sidr from the auspicious sanctuary
Healing bodies, though hearts are ill.

5. With them, from the disease I know well
And only their doctor knows the cures.

6. For them, the heart died a death, and they shunned
With them, an absent one intended, confusing its people.