1. So I endure the love of one who does not love me,
And sighs that know no end.

2. Did you see, if I did not give you love willingly,
And refused when you did, obstinately,

3. That I'd leave you to die? I am dead indeed!
What life remains for fading souls?

4. Now the land is Their pasture, while for you
Is a pouring rain, and ruined shelter.

5. No union unless the pleasing veils
Of Their tails bring us close.

6. With Them we cross the barren wastes, and We
Have no relief but Them alone.

7. When people say They will come at dawn tomorrow,
They yearn until Their coming at night.

8. If Their riders were asked, they would not know,
Save that a call would come.