You are lighter than the breath that comes from the morning breeze

From (just) breathing, no one becomes full or tired, O soul

From (just) breathing, when does one become tired or when does one become full?

You are that breath that God said (to), 'Give life to the dead!'

The mouth of the grave opens, and (the dead) become its morsel

When the mouth of the body is closed from the breath of revival

Give me more breath, so that my wineskin may become full of wind

So that I may, from your breath, ride upon the sea

May there not be a day when I am without you in the world

So that not a single plant would grow in the entire desert

Suppress this breath, for you have another breath

When this wind departs from the lip, that (other breath) will remain