1. How the jug laughed when told to repent,
And the cup smiled with the lips of bubbles.

2. The wind is a sun that appeared to it,
From the sunset of anxiety, so how despondent?

3. For God there were days that passed hastily,
Like the nap of one feeling cozy and gloomy.

4. Its nights are the moon and its days
Are like holidays in the prime of youth.