1. She blamed me, though it was not the hour for blame;
Could she not have waited for my dawn with this reproach?

2. May God destroy her, nagging at me, while she knows
That I have the power for my corruption and my reform.

3. Youth used to distract and intrigue us,
Yet we neither hoarded nor sold at a profit.

4. If I drink wine or spend money on it,
I will inevitably awake one day sober.

5. Inevitably, from a grave of affliction
And shroud - saddle cloth of the bull - plain.

6. O you for whom, for a lightning flash, I stayed awake at night
Watching from a passing cloud like the dawn gleaming,

7. A bucket pouring, tilting the ground, its handle swaying -
He could barely hold off one who rose to rinse.

8. So one who escapes is like one in his circle,
And the recluse is like one walking with spearshafts.

9. It was as though, when he climbed up the cliff,
Kinsmen of a piebald cursing drove off the horses, archers.

10. So its top undulated, then its bottom shuddered,
And it swayed at the waist under the water’s burden.

11. It was as if, between its top and bottom,
There was an unfurled banner or a lamp’s glow.

12. It was as if it contained fully ten excellent, glorious,
Disheveled camels that had intended to gush forth.

13. Their bellies gurgling, their jaws sluggish,
They nurse their young with a murmuring neigh.

14. A south wind blew against its crest and it tilted with it -
Receding backs of a copious shower sweeping the water.

15. So the garden and lowlands became fertile
Among intertwining plants within it and trampling.