1. The old man has markings like spirits
Of two eras have imbued them

2. Papyrus statues on a shivering woman
Whose flesh the epochs have worn threadbare

3. Her slipper rushed with the two swords and rested
In the valley of Thumail from a well-arranged fetus

4. We placed over it white tombs
Over a spring of murmuring and a watering place

5. And we can strike the reluctant full moon with a palm
Reprimanding it and fulfilling the desires of the lover

6. If one of them curses us, a friend of his mother
Two intimate friends of helmets, an adopted ingrate