1. If I depart from you, then you hold my reins
Or if I turn away from you, my heart does not show it

2. I have made thoughts of your absence my companion
And I have made the glimpse of our farewell my provision

3. And I must let flow my tears if I
See your likeness on the way of my absence

4. How many a blooming twig is there on my path
I weep over, and many a morning has passed

5. I meet you in the folds of the gentle breeze, my greetings
And my affection is aimed at the expanse of clouds