1. He shrouded his sighs in pages
And turned back to eulogize them in his verses

2. His lines took his soul captive
So he wandered weeping around his verses

3. He sang to catch his beloveds
And caught the names of his beloveds

4. If his eyes weep morning dew
I weep eyes with his morning dew

5. His hours in his poetry are immortalized
Why does he mourn his hours

6. If ever he is in agony
The whole universe returns his moan

7. If his body is buried under soil
And a heart stopped amid its folds

8. He left a heart amid his poems
That all on earth may hear its beats