1. Turn away from me with hatred, even if you were once a lover,
And saw in my radiant face strands of grey in my head,

2. Like a shooting star that has disappeared in the night but refuses to vanish,
Or a fire that dims yet glows brighter with flames.

3. I was bare without faults but you gifted me with failings.
I said I had not sinned with age against you, so repent,

4. It is an illness that has seized my body, I could not find a cure,
You found no sin but fabricated faults.