1. Today I learned of a house through stories,
So tears from my eyes poured down like rain,

2. Of neighboring homes that lost their dwellers,
And followed them were caravans and trains,

3. They threw pebbles at me when dawn rose,
Cautiously, not out of deceit,

4. With pillars of smoke and dusk’s fading,
As if embers burned in its midst,

5. Clear wine of the purest extract,
Extract that settled and clarified,

6. So when its drink was refined and ready,
Seekers came flocking to barter and trade,

7. They cast doubts without certainty of knowledge,
As snakes scatter when provoked and afraid,

8. With bulging eyes they looked upon it,
As gazelles look towards meadows arrayed.