1. My homeland, I saw you in spring, its fragrance
Surrounding me, your beauty quivering like a fawn

2. And I saw the days of youth without misery
Singing and a light bursting through not artificial

3. And I saw all the days of my exile
The pulse of the sick and the throbbing of an afflicted heart

4. The years pass slowly though they are swift
Like my thoughts, and bitter like my sipping

5. I always yearn for you, not hoping
For any fortune but this persistent longing

6. And glory is to meet you free, overflowing
With your pride - I never hoped you'd be fair

7. The free never hope for a profitable day
Other than torment and the cunning of the conniver

8. In spirit, the people don't forget their pain
But forget at the coffeehouse

9. Hello to your fragrance - I don't care after it
If you knew what I sacrificed or didn't know

10. It is the return of my longing to you, repeating it
As poetry on the breeze, very composed

11. They said you're crazy - yes, I'm crazy and it has become
That foreigner my loss and my frustration

12. Don't scold me if I laughed though spring
Wept around me for my loneliness and chastity

13. Don't scold me if I cried and my homeland
Is plunder for every impudent pseudo philosopher

14. Don't scold me if I was busy with loving it
Despite the sinners without sympathy

15. Don't scold me if I dreamed of all
I suffered in it as if it were the fate of the loyal

16. Don't scold me in my whispers for how
I yearn for attributes for it not yet described

17. Don't scold me when I concluded that I
Sing of what is around me, crumbling, and it's enough

18. Don't scold me if desire overcomes me
Raging like the passion of the enraptured

19. Don't scold me if my mind confused
For the universe around me is the mate of my fervor

20. Don't scold me, I accepted my destruction
As if I were ruins of a barren desert

21. Don't scold me, and ask about my pain
My mother nature in agony and kindness

22. Don't scold me, how many a rock crouching
Yearns for me, wishing it could help me