1. I am the blind man whose stick was broken
Though innocent, yet his steps did not repent

2. I came to one generous of palm though needy
So he threw pebbles to the road as his gift

3. I returned while my empty heart an orphan
Who could be affectionate, who could be its father?

4. A stranger in the crowds of life I walk
Maybe my luck will come across me suddenly

5. I wrote love in the sand secretly
Yet the spy of passion erased it openly

6. And told of me like a mirror that reflected
On its mouth the features and forehead

7. I am two opposites in one body and soul
My shirt too short, and its nakedness exposed

8. I call the face of my shadow in the mirrors
And my voice in the horizon cries its echo

9. And in me is anxiety that comes over me at night
The innocent darkness exposes my visions

10. It suffices me that I am water, and will perish
If passion dries up at its end

11. I grew old and a raven flew off my head
It has in separation what it coveted

12. I followed it young, but now in old age
It has avoided me and all I sought

13. And I have not known anything like gray hair
That envies the youth except his adolescence

14. It's as if I live below God's creation
With no homeland, and solitude kills me