1. And the lord of juices from the squeezed
Red in color, burning like a lamp

2. Floating from his vessel in blending
The bees swarmed over it, what a swarm

3. So it rose from their beating in the depths
Appearing like pieces of sweetmeat

4. Or medicine that was mixed with blending
Its foam was choked like crushed dates

5. Pure from any husks and chaff
As pure as ivory or snow

6. It was filtered through strong fabric
Forbidden, horses are replaced with oranges

7. Better than what I want and hope for
And what I prepare for the slowly cooked meal

8. And any food that takes time to ripen
Fattens and satisfies me

9. Dazzled by it like the blender
Expanding what was narrowed for us from the path

10. Healing from any harm and saving
And making mouths watering

11. Its buyer attributed it to the boxthorns
And marked it for him with scent

12. Brought by the pilgrims after the pilgrimage
They get rid of all dry parts and pits

13. Until they brought from it what we hope for
So I got my hopes and unclenched