1. The ignorant man sees the meadow as refuge,
A garden by a stream,

2. And coffee whose fragrance
Is a soothing breath.

3. The blonde daughter of baseness
Rises with the light.

4. Every darkness splits open
And cracks before her.

5. Her pot sings
While the cup listens.

6. She still hopes
For the terrible accident,

7. For worries, if they’re aroused,
To shine among the meadows.

8. Do cups bring relief
To one with nightingales?

9. O you of salty friends
After the son left.

10. This purpose is permitted
So guard my means.

11. No refuge for the somber one
Who spent the night wakeful.

12. A heart whose fire kindles
In flowing tears

13. I’m tired of every inclination
To youth’s side.

14. Woe, what woe,
To all who were young!

15. My nights besieged me,
East and west,

16. Like stars herded
Crawling feebly.

17. They’re in orbit
While night’s a captive,

18. A king who has soldiers
With sleepy eyes.

19. Their glances wander
In these minds,

20. And his cool saliva
And smooth cheek left.

21. He went away to a refuge
Like a pearl in shell

22. And the blazing light of his face
In a parallel iris.

23. When you were far from me
And spent folded up,

24. I blamed with wishing
A heart alone.

25. And when you drew near me
In the morning reciting,

26. Good news to all who came
With the return of the minister,

27. To be given of his tidings
What's given the messenger.