1. I did not know the meaning of crying
Until my innermost thoughts cried for him

2. The echoes of my soul flowed after him
And his memory branched out in my mind

3. I drowned in the tears of worries and sorrow
And went on like a lost lamb

4. I fled from the bow of death with purpose
Until its arrow hit me, crying out to him

5. I found in the crime of my soul a pain
From the passion of my grief, from the harvest of his groan

6. And I grew sick from a patience that gnaws my gentleness
For patience is desolate and crying is its remedy

7. Oh my father, the calamity scattered me
When you died, oh my father

8. Misery settled inside me, and possessed me
Who can I have after you that I wish to meet?

9. Who can I have, my father, when night falls
To water my heart with the dew of his intimacy?

10. Who can I have like you, if I spilled in his palm
My soul, overflowing with mercy to suffice him?

11. And who, if I embraced, would shed tears
From his eyes out of my own passion?

12. Or at whose feet can I pour my fervor
Kissing to quiet my fluttering, oh father?

13. You, o vision of heaven in my eyes
Were you not the one who spread goodness with his prayer?

14. Were you not the one who watered the world in my presence
And I hoped for your rain, seeking its watering?

15. I ransom you, you are my father, if not for fate
And destiny ‒ you are the one I loved

16. You are the one who revived my soul whenever
You cheered my heart, relieving its complaints

17. After the loss, I went on pointlessly in my life
A slave burned after the loyalty of his Master

18. I was left alone, riding misery in the morning
Like spells and their resolution is its meaning

19. The crops of sorrow fell upon my misery
And the world evaporated in my grief

20. No pulse in my blood forgot your memory
Or did your voice, oh father, and its echo fade

21. I forgot what died in the time of luxury
And forgot to forget the one who made me wealthy

22. And I found in myself fragments of serenity
And I recovered from my illness and lived its filth

23. I cried from the memory of conversations past
And I wished, oh if only! But alas!

24. You are still, my father, youth in my eye
You are still the pulse of my longing and hope

25. I did not know, my father, that when
I lost “my life,” the one who consoled it was gone

26. I care little for words resembling blindness
If not for it, my hand would not have moved

27. And I care little for a revelation resembling misery
After the one who equaled it in safety

28. I released my poetry wandering in itself
And I left my thoughts roaming free to graze

29. And I composed from my passion poems of my burning pain
So his memory was scattered in my stillness

30. The earth is still and I am still above it
If only the one it hid, it had saved

31. May God have mercy on him, grant him the best refuge
The gardens of Eden as his dwelling

32. Rain upon his soul the abundance of contentment
And quench the earth ‒ may You water him, O God

33. Raise him, O Lord, and gather us to live happy together forever
Raise him in the garden of the retreat ‒ raise him, O Lord