1. The branches are stained with blood red,
And the flowers of the meadow are beautiful,

2. And the morning fills with dew,
The fragrance of the oleander groves,

3. And the moon that shelters,
The night has my infatuation,

4. The heart is lost in its passion,
And in humiliation from its love,

5. What is inside the bewildered heart,
It became a home for wishes,

6. Or spent the night in a garden and woke up,
With a blossoming smile of joy,

7. Comfort came down and its inhabitants,
So it was empty of music,

8. Ask about it the meadows’ flowers,
On their streams ask the guardians,

9. Ask the apple blossom the talkative,
Of secrets and meanings,

10. O apple blossom, why don’t you,
Tell us about paradise,

11. The day desire provoked it,
And they both started throbbing,

12. Tell us the story of the banished,
As you are the narrator of time,

13. “Eve” seduced him, so he,
Stretched his hands to the snakes,

14. They tasted the fruit God forbade,
To both yet they made permissible,

15. So they tasted and became transgressors,
How would the transgressors be punished?

16. And their nakedness appeared to them,
There were the two evils,

17. And they started sewing from the leaves,
Covers to conceal themselves,

18. Oh what misery that God exposed them,
And only added more humiliation,

19. Spring did not know the autumn,
Taking off the beautiful leaves,

20. Until it shed its leaves,
The two sinful lovers.