1. Rest your eyes from the mirage's glimmer
And your heart from its tormenting dreams

2. Turn away from façades though they seem
Delicate veils in mist and cloud's steam

3. For veneer has spilled on a life
Where cups o'erflow with no wine or cream

4. Its fragrance withers sans any scent
And teems like seas sans any stream

5. It boasts of gardens sans any flowers
And boasts of fruits that no lips have deemed