1. I say, as a chained one wailed
At arts, and dawn made the east glow,

2. Weeping, though not taking her friends far,
Like my sandgrouse, nor losing her leafy mates -

3. So I would weep for wandering in their presence
Till they went far from me, and weeping became real.

4. So do not lightly part, said parting,
Making me find, losing loved ones, what I find.

5. Take this day joyfully with your friends, and speak
Thanking a time that joined you two, speaking.

6. Let weeping go, while your friends are present,
Being, between their greeting and leaving, difference.

7. In fate, what weeps - do not hurry,
Nor think a thing stays in one state.