1. Bread in bakers' hands as if
It were shields grasped by soldiers, soldiers,

2. And foods that have settled in its courtyard the wishes
When one from their bellies comes desiring,

3. And it has added to the sweets in it fruits
Upon them the souls' desires and pilgrims,

4. And white in the midst of greens as if they were
Short men sitting in their rising, sitting.