| Every word that escapes from this language is like an arrow from a bow. | 
| Words are sometimes a treasure, sometimes an incurable affliction. | 
| It's tasteless to talk about the past yesterday | 
| Do we always complain about the tomorrow that has not come? | 
| (Ha?) | 
| The rope of my mind has escaped, let the crocodile scalds be empty | 
| A drop or two is worthless | 
| A giant in the grip of sadness and fate | 
| As soon as the world is carved from life day and night, it is useless | 
| Today is half a day of your life, let my mind be free | 
| My hands can't wipe your dust off my skin | 
| Existence leaves the soul when I leave my sight | 
| The love in me weighs like gold | 
| Without you, the self means non-existence, my heart is a laborer for you. | 
| The sickness called love is a fox-like cunning guard in the wasteland | 
| My head is hanging down, there is no place, stone in front of my sentence path | 
| Your lips are in a state of marriage, chakir, pleasure, troublemaker | 
| The one who sees says that it is a stupid thing to build a building. | 
| If the wind blows, it won't break my tooth, if the heart is blind, it won't see anything | 
| Seconds do the shopping with minutes | 
| Hours take you away I'm afraid it can't come | 
| The low guest who extinguished the lights of my longing eyes | 
| Afitap is an unlit candle parting is a treacherous poison | 
| Angel hides his face next to me, fate frowns on my face | 
| Only you can drown this sadness, let your silk skin sink into my skin | 
| If the wind swept your hair, my eyes would be enchanted | 
| My ears wake up with your name, my eyelids open with your face | 
| I write your name with my most beautiful poems | 
| I'm in love with the ghostly silence of my room | 
| I don't have a cure for my problem, I don't have a veterinarian | 
| Support my balance, hold it so I can stop | 
| Dawn, the sun's edict passes, bittersweet, the pain of numbered time | 
| But the angel on one hand, the devil on the other | 
| I have a dungeon in my head, I don't know how many complaints this is | 
| I don't have a cure for my problem, I don't have a veterinarian | 
| Support my balance, hold it so I can stop | 
| Dawn, the sun's edict passes, bittersweet, the pain of numbered time | 
| But the angel on one hand, the devil on the other | 
| I have a dungeon in my head, I don't know how many complaints this is | 
| I'm leaning my head against the wall, your shoulders aren't by my side | 
| Dudes have a voracious appetite, I'm full with you | 
| I have no strength, maybe I'll be short in the land of giants | 
| My sadness comes with your silence, buried in your absence, I'm dead | 
| I am one of thousands of love customers of this era | 
| I curse my loneliness | 
| Even if you don't come back forever, just know that I'm on watch alone | 
| I declared war on my mistakes, I'm in a different shroud every day | 
| The day of life, the notebook leaf, the cantor comes poured out | 
| What is brought when you come, what is taken with you when you leave? | 
| Deal with the problem, find the cure, sadness takes the heart | 
| Every time I look at your face, I see a garden from heaven | 
| Smile; | 
| It's not my joy, it's ruins in my heart | 
| Bad hours pass with this deceitful attitude | 
| My tales involving you are not short enough to be told | 
| Dwarfs on one side, giants on the other in the city of love | 
| I don't have a cure for my problem, I don't have a veterinarian | 
| Support my balance, hold it so I can stop | 
| Dawn, the sun's edict passes, bittersweet, the pain of numbered time | 
| But the angel on one hand, the devil on the other | 
| I have a dungeon in my head, I don't know how many complaints this is | 
| I don't have a cure for my problem, I don't have a veterinarian | 
| Support my balance, hold it so I can stop | 
| Dawn, the sun's edict passes, bittersweet, the pain of numbered time | 
| But the angel on one hand, the devil on the other | 
| I have a dungeon in my head, I don't know how many complaints this is |