1. Bewitch him with your hired beauty,
And defeat him with great vengeance.

2. For in beauty, O Delilah, is a snake,
Whose hiss we heard on the bed.

3. The trickery of beauty intoxicated Hercules
Before it did Samson with evil love.

4. Even the insightful, insightful one is deceived by beauty,
And walks like the blind, blind man.

5. Bewitch him, so the night becomes intoxicated and delirious,
Twisting in its bewitched sleep.

6. The hawks of the caves, their love weakened them,
And before it they became like locusts.

7. The lion ignored the doe, like a gazelle,
In him there is no desire to roar.

8. One night the lion became aroused and withdrew,
Raging in his abandoned den.

9. The burning fever pours from him
As if he were screaming out loud.

10. He strikes the ground angrily with his paws
Echoing despair in the darkness.

11. The blaze of anger wraps his eyes,
And his eyes become fiery furnaces.

12. He descended from his den, shattering,
Molten lava from his roar in the hissing.

13. The crazed panting from his lungs
Ignites the forest in the deep night.

14. So terror spread among the wolves and they fled
And crawled to the nests of eagles.

15. When a lioness with her numbing beauty
Emerges from her secluded cave.

16. The intoxicating, delightful pleasure oozes from her,
A wine from her treasured beauty.

17. She diffuses scent in the bed of night,
Even the veins of rocks desire her.

18. So the flames died down in the lord of the forest,
The victorious prince of the caves.

19. The mighty, mighty one is weakened by a female,
And walks like the lowly, lowly one.

20. Bewitch him, the dawn of love and the night of graves are in your eyes,
On your beautiful lips are fruits,

21. That captured the lust of depravity in vigor.
Bewitch him, between your breasts lies

22. The abyss of death on the abundant bed.
An abyss from which hell peered out

23. With lusts that erupted in hearts.
Bewitch him, in your ruddy palms

24. Are powders from a molten ore.
The poison seeps through their transparency

25. To the touch of lust in depths.
Night has settled, O Delilah, in the forest

26. And even flowers in gardens fell asleep.
So unleash the heat burst from my body

27. And nourish your strength with my elixir.
You are beautiful like Eden’s serpent,

28. Like the fragrant roses of Sharon.
And like the harmless calf, even if

29. You whisper to a scorpion in conscience.
You're not my wife, but a vicious female eagle

30. In my burning heart.
So I craved every night my bloody claws

31. On the body of your drunken flesh.
And the morning came laughing,

32. The foam of light babbling in the stream.
Where is Samson, O wilderness of Judah

33. Where is the protector of your weak refugee?
Where is your judge, defender of the oppressed

34. Tyrant of the despots, keeper of the constitution?
A lust from love has blinded his eyes

35. And how much has desire blinded the visionary?
The judge of the enslaved is a slave

36. And the judges of the blind are blind judges.
The court of retribution was filled with a group

37. Of elite master plotters.
They are the symbols of discord and red seditions

38. Of betrayal, fornication and deception.
They came to witness the death of Samson

39. With the pleasure of music and beats.
The hands of the sinner are executioners

40. And immorality judges the sin of immorality.
The wine of the feast spread in the crowds

41. To sanctify the moment of atonement.
It's as if the breeze was eager for wine

42. So it slipped through the crevices of walls.
The drums had a strange sound

43. Defying the sound of the last eagle.
And there was Delilah, drunk

44. In a spectacle amidst the crowds.
She swayed, copulating with the air

45. From the twisting of her loose body.
The dance of death, O Delilah, or do you see

46. Her writhing in intoxication?
The crowd listened to the prisoner calling him

47. With various insults of degradation.
Behold, Samson, O wicked heretic

48. O servant of downtrodden Yahweh.
Does a wise one from the tyrants

49. Have his hair trimmed by Delilah the sinner?
Samson twisted in chains until

50. The spirit of the Almighty entered him.
He rose with the flash of power from his hair

51. And thundered like a blower in the horn.
Shatter them, O fires of hell and furies,

52. Enemies of my God, and hell, erupt!
And breathe, O altar of revenge, in my chest,

53. And drown the seed of treachery in my inferno.
And suck, O Delilah of wickedness, from my heart,

54. For how many times have you sucked my marrow?
Dance! For only volcanoes seethe

55. Under your feet like the hellish warner.
And sing of my death, for many times

56. Have I heard the hiss in the psalm.
The lion has become a prisoner in your hands,

57. So toss him derisively to the donkeys.
And make chains the sign of every free one,

58. And pearls the sign of every breast.
If I have drunk evil in your love,

59. Then wildernesses are ridden by evils.
Except I reap from the cursed carcass

60. No matter how I poisoned the nectar of bees.
I did not profane to you the temple of sin,

61. I did not deliver to you my freedom.
So destroy, O pillars of falsehood and treason,

62. And be a legend for generations.
God has erased in me the evil of my darkness,

63. So that the wisdom of my light shines in life.
If the treachery of my deviation was my punishment,

64. Then my strength is in my conscience.