1. Youthful ones rising high despite the dangers,
Their spirits aspiring for glory and innovation.

2. Their souls did not desire any banners,
Made joyous by an excursion of moons.

3. They set out traveling the regions,
Their birds floating in the estuaries.

4. Their trees adorned with blossoms,
Their rivers glistening with dew.

5. With tempting hopes their homes fortified,
The carpenter of the curved canal their carpenter.

6. Their faces protected from ruinous beauty,
Their curtains lowered to guard their chastity.

7. Yellow though their complexion, not from jaundice,
Their character more beautiful than their visage.

8. They walk gracefully though their tracks are ugly,
Their children more deadly than their elders.

9. I know not which of them is the best,
Their fire touches the breeze but no sparks fly.

10. No flames rose in their footsteps,
Obedient to youth they chose.

11. Falling into what their sights fell upon,
Until the sun waned and borrowed its light.

12. Its dress yellowed as it set in the west,
And the time came for its gathering to leave.

13. Blushes on their hands from fingertips to elbows,
Their excursions saddened by parting.

14. In garments whose buttons were fastened,
Their blossoms smiling in their cheeks.

15. In the blackness of night their day,
A garden blended with shoots and buds.