1. Honor your whiteness from a danger that blackens it
And restrain your right hand from vice that pollutes it

2. You met it with clarity from its dwellings
And it is not good, this reception from you

3. Did you not think before having children in a time
In which you dissolved, so you would know where to lead them

4. You hope for them from the bliss of time the unattainable
Yet you did not know that life makes them suffer

5. He complained of pain so you stayed up nights and got up early
With him the young woman climbed the hill to heal him

6. And his mother asks the fortune teller judging
About him, vowing offerings, perhaps God will keep him alive

7. While you are more rightly-guided than her when you take him
To the doctor who treats him and gives him medicine

8. If the child was treated by Jesus or Hippocrates was brought back to life for him
It would not save him from death

9. The living in life are like the spinning of wool, climbing
The battlements of time, and to death you lead them

10. You have defiled your honor until you see no defilement
But your shirt to the sights you purify