1. Souls in you are unrestrained debauchery,
And your face is a radiance that glows.

2. In the nape of your neck is a stirring for its chain,
And in our neglect of you, a wink.

3. Whenever we mentioned you, it was contiguous
To the vulva of your mother—a suck and a nip.

4. You never talked but spoke profanity,
As if your mouth to honors was a shredder.

5. However much you utter, blades from you are launched,
Your bow is your mouth, and honors are the targets.

6. If the honored dies, so dies its honor,
And if it remains, then no honor remains for people.

7. Your face disappears, and diseases disappear,
And when you're seen, diseases strike hearts.

8. You overflow not with knowledge or training,
Yet you are armed, drunk before you are sober.