1. My night has grown long, and longing
And my soul, what trials it faces

2. From matters that afflict it
It is bound in the context

3. So intercede for me before triumph
For my longing has indeed grown long

4. I stay up nights as if
I'm bound by passion for her

5. I cannot bear patience from her
I'm extremely vexed by parting

6. I won't stop loving her
Ever, until we meet

7. Oh, your love pains me
It is for me the bitterest taste