1. O people, to whom his love has brought misery,
Is there any remedy for the separated lover's agony?

2. Can a prisoner who yearned for you,
Freed from your bondage ever be?

3. O neighbors who have left the neighborhood where we dwelled,
With furnishings loaded and children held.

4. Do you not fear God in killing a lover,
Whose banishment wounds him though longing impelled.

5. She replied while the spears of separation pierced her,
And tears of her tragedy down her chest streamed.

6. It is separation, so wear the raiment of patience, or die,
Lovers before you from love's illness have screamed.