Did I not prefer the sleepers, the fit for love?
After crying out, their charms exceeded a plague.
For uttering the worst sin called in Love,
In a dream once they saw Heaven, then he enquired.
He is the one who enquired into what was seen,
Of the uttering, of the companionship.
What was this action? While they acted?
O Lovers! Live among others like charms!
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