When love made my heart ruined, it made it necessary

That the sun may come into the ruin of my heart

I have fallen from my feet from the shame of this grace

That king said my prayer, he also made it answered

Many faces that he showed me for a dweller

I said that I saw a face, and it was itself a veil

When a world was burned from the light of that veil

O Lord, how will that king be without a veil?

Love passed over me and I followed after

It turned back and made me a morsel and ate me like an eagle

I enjoyed the time when he ate me

I went into the sweet sea and was freed from torment

He for whom the morsels of calamities are not digestible

It is because he has not seen digestion from this wine

From this trust, the prophets drink calamity

Because water never fears fire