Don't be hard on a dream that has passed.

My friend, have you achieved the dreams you were flying above?

As if the stars returned to me again and crawled on your limbs?

As a child, my friend, you were suckled with milky hair and grew

Above your masters, you became arrogant, haughty and haughty?

Tell me I became sarcastic and asleep to the sound of poetry

On his eyelids tears sparkle and an immigrant calls

Enjoys traveling so I call him by your name so he may come closer to you

And do not be sad, a heart that has been filled with sadness and satirized by feelings

My beloved, come to me so you may calm down

For with your buried sadness I knew what was wrong with me, so you came complaining

And the pains from you became like an extra rib in you that calms down

And dreams settle in your chest and anchor

Like ships of the sea when they settle in the gulf they call

Honorable verses that made you yearn in your tragedies

For a merciful heart that rises with giving and appears

Like the ocean and spring overflowing with security it becomes

As if if you anchor with your dream, its flame increases and becomes clear

As if you are the dream settled in your chest that began an invasion

A soul full of sadness, and tragedies began to attack you

Your past dream is to learn mercy so that you are not cruel

For the world is treacherous and time has become painful To whisper

And of the gifts of the Lord full

Of the illusions that appear to me kneeling

So tell her that science lives and flourishes in her.