1. They said it's spring, I said no
I don't know it from the age of time

2. I only knew autumn
I live in it without safety

3. I drank it, my sad days, filled
Cups of humiliation

4. And my soul saw it as a world in which
There is no place for solace

5. They said it's spring, so I said what
Is more miserable than its life

6. Or so I pass away without
Reaching the extent of my hope

7. I am that confused dawn
Not guided by its teeth

8. Embraced by the shrouds of darkness
And folded in the intestines of barrenness

9. Youth has gone and I sufficed from
Its memories with melted embers

10. And youth came, so tell me where
Are the dreams of youth

11. Turn to me if you want, the brimming
Of your eyes is the answer

12. And if you cry, then do not say
To me the poet has lost his mind

13. O dream of my days that
Passed, and the dream of the lasting

14. Between me and you is in passion
My wounded heart and my wishes

15. This is a prisoner of ribs
So I wasted away on the embers of longing

16. And my wish withered its flowers
Thirsty, the storms of misfortune

17. Left me the orphan's tears, and yearning
Nights of the stranger

18. And the fervor of the breaths of dawn
And the silence of the ghosts of sunset

19. And the painful yearning that
Seeks the beloved den

20. Its salvation, the purity of its intuition
And its moan, the torment of distress

21. O daughter of fragrance, and passion
That sleeps in the bosom of my soul

22. My solace from you is the deception in
The cup from the wine of oblivion

23. I am your past dream that
You forgot, and distance makes forget

24. I wasted my life with the
Calamities of time, of drought and misery

25. O the first of melodies, I have
No patience to long for you

26. I greeted you from the valley of wounds, winds
In it with fervor

27. Where life is a story
I have no settlement in its theater

28. The fate of the leopard in it is misery
And the night from the vigilance of day

29. Where are the brilliant nights in the protection
Of youth, where are they

30. Days when we considered gazelles human and spring
O their eternity from an era

31. Time has been generous to us with
How many nights I stole you from

32. The hated year, echoes of my poetry
And I met you and forgot in you

33. My misery and forgot my life
And I drank from your eyes what

34. I love from the joy of intoxication
And I thought my whole life

35. Was a flower, yet it was debris of my flower
Return to me and chain

36. The melody of the first meeting
Do not deny me as a poet

37. Who cries the crying of bereavement
Return to me for I do not know

38. What was destined for me
Will I live until we meet

39. Or is that the fancy of the dreamer