1. My wailing echoes in the ruins' desert
And time's axe has loudly announced its felling

2. Grey hair invaded my heart, and it's no metaphor
When my pulse calls out coughing, it responds

3. I watered my poetry with the kindness of my wounds
And when it grew weary, I drank its torment

4. And whenever a glimmer of hope shone
On fanciful wishes I rode its steeds

5. But my luck is miserable, it crumbled
In the barren wilderness, prolonging my estrangement

6. So my night is helpless like the orphans' sorrow
And my bliss is loss, having missed its return

7. My wretchedness shook the serenity of my soul
And my fate unleashed its wolves upon me

8. As though in the naivete of a dream I forgot
That life is like a jungle

9. The death we knew as murder
And the hardest murder is by the blade of "kinship"