1. O dwellers of my heart's lines, within me you have
Domains filled with your meanings and its songs

2. O generous ones, you have inhabited a land
And extinguished its isolation with my tears

3. Do you see my plaintive ribs pausing
At the recollection of home standing at its pits?

4. A soul that yearns when it asks for your union
And the honor of a shadow that quenches it with despair’s cup

5. It almost rose over the expanse of its deathbed
Had it not found salvation in your encounter to give it hope

6. Since he turned away from you out of boredom
To a direction he strayed from its purpose

7. It is enough for him the things of hardship he endured
While living in the wilderness suffering its pains

8. Woe if you summon its youth while taking refuge
In the shadow of incapacity submitting to it

9. And if the beloved sought its shelter today
It would perish and the coolness therein would not avail him

10. If its torch were extinguished and the fires of life blown out
It would not be relit and the waters of the earth extinguish it

11. And if Noah were called to embark it
In his ship, he would say "In God's name I cast it off"

12. And an eyelid that has grown accustomed to the excess of wakefulness -
if slumber were to return to it, it would nearly hurt it

13. What is upon the birds when sorrow has worn down my body
So it became too light - if they carried me in their wings?

14. If the birds abstain from carrying me to you
and the eastern wind blows, then seek me in its pathways

15. It throws my body to you if its ailment
were called on Christ - it nearly cured it

16. It has waned until if I tossed it
into an eyelid, it would not feel its pain

17. And rested to repeat its melody
it now scatters my youth and reveals it

18. So whatever its edges coiled,
it only bent the face of my nightfall bending it

19. And one who is about to take flight, as if the wind inflames him
when the fluttering of its feathers persists upon him

20. I see it tottering while the eye observes it
with a tear that flowed until the valley was flooded

21. And one whose flame is about to die, if its breeze passed
by a hair, its illness would scarcely bend it

22. It departed and so the destinies departed from me and sent down upon me
a youth that hides me and I hide it

23. Oh my soul, is there anything that concerns it
except a test that continued to trouble it?

24. If lightning flashed, it burned it, and if the leaves
of fever whispered, the heat of longing kept it inflamed

25. And if the most sublime of winds sighed for it
I found it drawing near the shortness of breath

26. Indeed, I have been afflicted with that which I chose death for
O people, if a soul were given its wishes

27. O He who has severed the cords of purpose and cast
the veils of distance with what wears out its edges