1. Oh night I have wasted, inhaling its scent
With my thoughts of the white hills of al-Mana in scripture

2. I crossed with it the sea of worries, but did not find
In it, in awaiting the dawn, an east or west

3. So it flew away at dawn, a western gazelle
Where did they alight when they slept, that they did not bestow

4. It seems to me the stars are signposts
Bewildered, in their tracks, awaiting the path

5. Do I expect the two to wait for the Qarzi stars?
The stars of nightfall, after they had fulfilled their vow