Body!
The heart is passing through intense pain.
And possibly it will never come again.
About the fifty years you have dwelt in me,
And kept me healthy like a leafy tree.
O! you have prevented me from falling into sin.
Rabin! though on some matters we had disputes in.
The tidings that you brought from time to time
Trembled my arms, hands, legs, and skin.
Soul!
Grace's corpo, you give me asylum in your barn,
We' ve had a secret union; that has gone adjourn.
Inherently, I was with you,
O beloved, on a lease.
Restore calm my reflection is removed from your palm,
You will be buried in ash and sand.
And I shall return to some endless shore; as I understand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem