1. The abode of love, your landmarks are still alive
Even if nothing recalls you but memory through time

2. I knew you as a horizon for joy, and dwellers
Of your meadows were stars and flowers everywhere

3. And their time was the vigor of spring in its bloom
Will that fresh, verdant era return back to me?

4. Whenever the abode and its people come to mind
Woe is me! Who finds it can renew the memory?

5. If loneliness distressed me after their loss
I wavered as though magic had struck me down

6. How can I find solace? Solace is in them!
No compensation for them, no enduring their loss

7. Ill-fated was the time which delighted me with them
They did no wrong, but wronged they were, retribution for the joy they brought