1. The radiant women who cast fleeting glances at noon do not know

    what lies beneath my ribs, nor do they know my secrets.

  2. I do not betray my cousin with his wife,

    nor one who lives far from me, nor my neighbor,

  3. so that, when I am laid in my grave, it may be said:

    “Namir has passed away, free of shame.”

Sol 6