1. Is the light of a fire that appeared to your eyes, or did it shine with splendor among the loved ones?
That light is between the gardens, the loved ones, and the young women, from us and from the peacefulness of home.

2. That is the home of departure, now desolate, where the seekers and visitors once gathered.
It has become abandoned, with a tower glimpsed through the winds and rains that batter it.

3. And so time takes the people away, while the homes and ruins remain.