1. Separation has made me prone to melancholy,
May God not profit the deal of separation.

2. My day and night are long because of them,
Still short, alas, their stay will ever be!

3. Brief was their sojourn, to my mind, before,
I wished that day and night might newer be.

4. But now the absent dear one's long-drawn absence
Has made me wish that day and night were old.