1. The one who saw it watered the secret
And a monastery for its lilies of the monk

2. A cloud poured down from its roaring thunder
And its incessant lightning

3. So I spent the night in his monastery
With the full moon over a branch, my companion

4. A gazelle quenched me till dawn
Golden yellow like molten gold

5. On the roses the redness of the cheeks
And in the branches the greenness of the drinker

6. It quenched me with wine while awake
And I slept and it slept by my side

7. So it was a respite, woe to you from its paradise
That my writer has outlined

8. O Lord, repent and pardon a sinful
Confessor admitting his lapse, penitent