Oh seller of wishes, don't stop

Oh seller of hopes, wait

For honor has come and approached me

And if the heart is squeezed with longing

So I beg you to understand the meanings?

Oh poet, rise up and be ashamed

For the heartbeat is in my dizziness

And oh pen, write and compose

Poetry that fulfills hopes

So peace be upon he who bought

honor and made it in my being?

Woe to the people

Who made themselves my enemies?

For my feelings are rooted

In a sea of ​​humiliation?

And his presence made me forget

A lover who shadowed me and seduced me

How many times have my life passed and you awakened my feelings

And you are the one who told me the law of stealing my conscience?

Woe to a world that runs in a sea

Whose water was my love and passion

So do not stop, seller of hopes

For you lived my turmoil