1. Shall love be dew and rain,
And fruits the joy has gained moist?

2. Shall love be the dawn's press, and the night's
Neither drink nor brimming cups?

3. And lift the mean tongues from us
And let our life be blithe souls.

4. And relentless time, the rotten home,
Its doors won't open for our tongues.

5. Shall love pluck the combed honey
In the nights and the sweet playing?

6. Does the touring spring plant light
And shades, its valleys and plateaus?

7. It turns the sky a bed for us
And with us fills the sky with youth.

8. Shall love be for us the dream of Heav'n
So let its skies collapse on us.

9. And let it be an awakening pouring the lifetime
To ripen in us pebbles and soil.

10. The eternal spouting fount emerges in us
And clarifies eternal drink for us.

11. O love fear not the nights' turns
And see the lightning, how it reddens the clouds.

12. And blustering winds breaking through the mire
Shake the roots and the nerves.

13. A furious river so don't dread
The awe of its waves and cleaved dense.

14. And love listen in the gardens to the bulbul.
And beware there are ravens in them.

15. And on the spring a bucket pulls the birds to it
As do the axe and woodcutters.

16. And a musical pipe for jinn running the heart's
Tumult and fright.

17. And love is the meadow of bliss so smooth
The paths to opening and possess the means.

18. The arduous task lies ahead so you'll never
Reach but through torment tasted.

19. You'll brave the floods, flood on flood,
And cross the forests, wood on wood.

20. And defeat the serpent, the yellow dragon there,
And the cunning old fox.

21. You said that traces of paint still float in your imagination
On your snakes, melted.

22. So erase it and wash as though your past
Knew you not, and no books sang of you.

23. We are life's beginning before love's advent in us
When existence was hazy.

24. Sing to me, come to the cave
Let's gain from the boulders a screen.

25. For here ailing eyes hurt us
Building from doubts domes.

26. This rock protects us from the heat of the sun
And the cunning eyes' betrayal.

27. The valley's path is long so we dread no
Passerby coming or going.

28. So let's cut bushes beneath it and pave
Pebbles and smooth the grass.

29. And make it a tent glorying our dreams and love's shrine.
All is fatigue, nay love,

30. But how beautiful the toil.
The thorns drew tears from your hands

31. Place them on my tongue as blame.
You said take them pure sweat of my love

32. Lips and of my tenderness a slap.
So I took the pure blood while in my heart

33. Veins yearn to stream.
And do you recall the pond as though the sun

34. Froze it and it turned mirage?
You said let me trickle as you trickled from me

35. Drops of the veins' torment.
Let there be between us in love a pact

36. Loyalty its high ethics.
And we stayed in blessing of love hearing only

37. Its phantom hopes.
The rocks seemed tents to us

38. And the birds that were our beloved.
Whenever a bird escaped it carried

39. To us from its love flocks.
And the touch spreads shadows on the world

40. And casts gowns on souls.