1. Your faces are frowning, and your mouths full of blame,
Your livers are black, and your eyes are blue,

2. I have no path to walk or journey to take,
For I am blind, no roads are lit for me.

3. Your swan-like clouds sailed away at dawn,
Were they doves that flew across your cheeks?

4. I departed with neither world nor faith gained,
Nothing I reaped except foolishness and rags.

5. When will piety free its Lord's devotees? His gifts
Will not diminish for those who pray facing the east.

6. I see the beasts of earth terrified of their doom,
Thunder startles them, lightning lures them.

7. So, bird, trust me, and you, gazelle, do not fear,
Between you and I there is no divide, my friends.