1. You remind me, and by your right I've not forgotten
Nor will I forget your sorrows as long as I live

2. I feel you in the warmth of my yearning
As if you're lodged in the heat of my blood

3. And I hear from you what I’ve heard my heart say
When the beloved betrayed and died

4. You let your eyes drown in my eyes
Heedless and scattered consciousness

5. You say you see wine on my cheeks
When described, qualities are denied

6. I fear for you from its blood, for I
Spent my life on it and was not sated

7. Your love is my love, your heart like my heart
As I yearned for the lips I kissed

8. We trod the trying world, but
You were cured, while I was not cured

9. Grave dust is safer than a bed
On whose sides are snakes and sharks

10. I saw you fill the world with light
And oils burn in your eyes

11. And passion dies though virgin
And hatred fattens around you, detestable

12. The flaw of the freeman is his passion
And the flaw of his inspiration—vile literature

13. So the worthless brocade is belittled in it
And the spider is honored above all else

14. Speak, Felix, for we are mute
Though in our depths dreams die

15. And teach how glories are won
And how homes are built for nations

16. And how lightning thoughts come down
And how the silent people rumble

17. I search your silence for my meaning
But silence overwhelms with its marvel

18. And I seek your aura in my lamp
But from your sublime oil comes my strength

19. I heard the mournful pulpit complain
So thrones and cushions wither

20. It says I fed him my finest food
And when his arms grew strong, I was empowered

21. The most righteous son to fathers in character
And the closest to me when I become withered

22. Naked I slept, hoping
And when his arms shaded me, I was clothed

23. His wet clay wraps my wood so I live
And through it, glory and reputation come to me

24. I wished I had given him a string
And risen to his pillow and bed

25. While some are denied heights by string
And granted menial tasks by rabble

26. I heard the bride of your poetry in my imagination
Saying, "I loved him until I craved"

27. So magic melts in his eyes
And fine musk in his lashes

28. I spent my sins for him from my veins
And when I touched his lips, I was purified

29. And I released my damssels to him
Chaste girls I had raised in my meadows

30. I heard your bereaved homeland call to me
"To me belongs resolve and the firm footing man

31. To me belongs the lights in the gloom of nights
When the world wraps itself in spiderwebs

32. To me belongs eloquence with elegant literature
And from her teats I was suckled

33. I have no humiliating women in my rooms
Who have delighted me and I collected like wares

34. There rattles in their claws someone depraved
And I bellow—the ugliest claim is folly

35. My excuse is from slaves who've become masters
With schemes but no loftiness

36. I heard the grave exhale from its gloom
Conversation that saddened me with its whispers

37. Saying, "To me comes every living thing
And remains in my dust when I persist

38. Two remain in the stillness of my world
One perishes and the other dies not"