Where is all the kindness that I saw in your face all night?

And that sugar-like speech that I heard from you all night?

Although my heart was burning like a moth from your candle

I flew around the candle of your beautiful face all night

Night was veiling before your moon-like face

I, like the moon, was tearing the veil of night all night

The soul, from your delight, licks its lips like a cat

I, like children, bit my fingertips all night

My chest was full of activity like a beehive

From you, O mine of honey, I drew nectar all night

The trap of night came and stole the souls of creatures

Like the heart of a bird, I fluttered in that trap all night

That one whose souls are all in his command like pigeons

I sought him in that trap all night