Absence visited me

Absence has increased my radiance after the pain

And wiped away the scent of flowers from my soul And bound me with attachment

And the past said: What was in the soul has been divided

Let the heart wander in its dream, For its tears have begun to drip

And let the soul dream of its tomorrow, For the universe has increased in splendor

For whoever considers himself attached has become in agreement in his sadness

Woe to the soul that forced the heart to depart

And wake up at dawn like a star in the sky, proud

So know, O heart, what is in the chest And leave your surface burning

So it has become in you as if a rope has been hung on your heart?

Do not spread your wings like a bird flying in the sky

For sadness has wounded my pulse and split in my heart

And absence visited me after a morning in which meteors shone

And its brilliance, beauty, and elevation increased before it slipped

O my homeland, beware of sedition and rise up, For you are a lion that does not fear

When the hyenas call to each other, The group radiates purity in it?