The dumb can't speak like a barefoot dervish,
They are in a line, with no beginning and no end.
Holding the top and root of the wand,
Provide gifts according to his wishes,
Bread, kingdom, including the sky.
In my garden, look at the spectacular,
Forget the wishes of the morning and hurry.
After eating some herbs and apples, the days have passed.
Leave silently. Her black hair hung down.
I saw her contemptuous look, it was too late.