1. My beloved, does a lover's sadness have an end?
Or is it like the fire in its ashes, unaware?

2. She gestured to the land of Iraq, and so
Her tears began to flow like scattered pearls.

3. A cloud lamented the loss of her only one—
So she hurried to the tomb in the meadows.

4. She wore a gown of sorrow embroidered
With lightning bolts like needles going through.

5. A number with no dots, dots with no number,
A tear without an eye, laughter without lips.