1. And the dew in the eyes of the flowers, you would think it
Tears perplexed, neither wiped away nor stopped

2. Pearls in the shadow of the bending branch dressed
With its necklace, appearing from within its calyx

3. It plucks from the satin leaves, images
Of green, and harvests from the flowers in buds

4. And the sun in the child of dawns looks from
The edge of tomorrow, and he from fear of parting, faded

5. Like a lover who left his loved ones, consumed
By passion, so he saw them on the horizon