1. Oh my neighbors, will we have anything left between us
After your departure, in the square of the neighborhood the wings of night are dusky

2. And will our nights ever return suppressed
One day, and will the house draw near to you after separation

3. For I have indeed missed you, it soothed my heart
When sorrows and thoughts departed

4. And I have an endless passion for you
The fire of fervor has become the only fire

5. I ask the caravan about you, will they give me news
And the agony of longing after nearness is reports

6. Perhaps your house will draw near and I will see it
While you are in the sanctum of the house, present