1. My remnants are between yearning and sleeplessness
A burning love and an eye unable to close

2. Time has colored my tears in its changing
So it flows from red blood and from oozing pus

3. And it has shackled me from the affairs of its events
And the goals are below you, so take the lead

4. So how can one who was shackled by time
With fetters pulling him away from its padlock take the lead

5. O you who seek protection in every shining star
The Mother of Permissiveness, the Lord of mankind and daybreak

6. Sorry, your ransom in the paths of dew, a group
I see generosity in them and the barrenness of the roads

7. My tardiness from you is neither from resentment nor boredom
Signs of longing, and refusal is not in my nature

8. And how can I neglect a right of which you are worthy
When that was an inescapable duty upon my neck