1. Look at the plays of time with its people
As if they and as if it were dreams

2. My palm was once a habitat for a lover
Hearts are bare for him and thoughts are uncovered

3. And for a brown one, with supple calves, his neighbor
Where thoughts and fantasies persisted

4. The heroes disappear from me just as
Ostriches fled from the lion, in alarm

5. So I returned, carrying my staff after seventy
Be amazed at what days bring

6. And if the dove refuses to heal the young man
Then his life will not be deemed a dove