1. We stopped as our loved ones' departure drew near
At the abode, weeping for it as its dwellers bid adieu

2. And the tears of those stopped increased at its trace
As if ships were sent off by them, so the ships would flow

3. No patience helps withstand the departure
After bidding farewell to the dear ones and the eyelids

4. We asked the morning breeze when we saw our love
Grow with the dwellers of the camp, and the passion came close

5. Is there in you, O wind, a place for carrying longing?
For the bodies have grown too weak to bear our longing