What do you say to me about the mysteries, what do you say to me, what do you say to the bite of your volume and irony, I am tormented, I do not know those secrets, I do not read these letters, I do not know those secrets, I did not read these letters
, O claimant, what are you seeking? What do you ask of my story in my words ? What do you ask of my story?
I am full of sorrow, I am saddened, I am angry My general, I have not made a mistake myself, my special and general disgrace
instead of poetry, how much better to recite the prayer of lamentation instead of thanksgiving, it is permissible to complain if you show me in this house of hardship, what is the place of my song, in this place of suffering, what is the place of my song, you
said dawn, the cloud of darkness came , I said moonlit night, darkness came , we
said purple and blue, they said that it is not red, green and burgundy, they said this. They should not say red , green and burgundy
