1. Tomorrow, my imagination, our laughter will end
And our sorrows will vanish and feelings will vanish

2. And the hands of life will surrender us to ruin
And death will judge us, and death is unjust

3. I sat alone on the lonely rock
And sent my gaze wandering in the open space

4. And I wiped away an irrepressible tear
And consoled a heart, steadfast within the ribs

5. I see the page of hopes has narrowed its horizon
And despair has shone from afar, extending

6. I have lived tortured in the world of imagination
I wonder will I die happy

7. My life is like a primitive Bedouin melody
That the nights have pulled for the centuries meaninglessly

8. As if I am its musical compositions
That established for it memories that ears cherish

9. If the era of youth and its amusement missed me
Yet by my life I'm not tired or preoccupied

10. So many winds blew in the melody and erased
Immortalized over an aging wind a century

11. I was in the world a beauty that adorns it
With what my poetry built upon this world

12. I created its magic for my soul not for others
And for its sake I live and for its sake I die

13.
When the orange blossom withers its fragrance lives

14. And it has in the imagination from its scent revival
And after the full moon remains in thoughts a grace