«A gold cloud rested the whole night / Upon the breast of a huge rock; / And cheerfully at dawn it dashed / Into the blue not to come back Wet traces in the crevices / Of ancient stone like tears remained; / And deep in thought alone it stands / And weeps into the distant void.»
«Whoever you might be, my neighbor sad, / I love you as my young years’ dear comrade, / A friend by accident or fate; / Though circumstance’s craft and treachery, / You are sequestered from my company / By wall and secret separate. When the first ruddy streaks ...»
«Since the timeless tribunal / Gave me a prophet’s sight, / The eyes of people reveal / Signs of hate and deceit. So I proclaimed the truth / Of innocence of love I’d learned: / Whoever held my trust and faith / Cast stones like I was mad. I covered myself with ashes, / Like a beg...»
«Otkako mi je vječni sudac / Sveznanje dao svog proroka, / U očima ja ljudi čitam / Stranice zlobe i poroka. I objavljivat ljubav stadoh, / Nauk pravi Istine same, / Al tad su stali bližnji moji / Kamenje bijesno bacat na me. I pepelom tad posuh glavu, / Iz grada bježah ja skitni...»