1. The lion's den was stirred by slumbering glances
I see my revenge carried out on the slain

2. Good fortune holds me back from its wings
Did a breeze or a scent carry it along?

3. I perceive lightning flashing from its clouds
And scent the breeze from its regions

4. I have no complaint against it out of longing
For who am I to be its enemy?

5. I reckon all with sight as a watcher
And claim all with speech as a foe

6. I confide my longing to the night
So it reaches him though it became lethal

7. I fear the wind if it betrays me to him
It may return a smile’s fragments as rubble

8. Oh you who were agony yet became my paradise
And a chain with which I was served anguish

9. For a soul whose bonds of glory you loosened
And an eye whose stars you enslaved

10. If you join, O Moses, with a lover
You have revived, O Jesus, one ruined