1. God's gift is the separation of lovers, He does as He pleases
He kills whom He wants, and is not killed

2. They spent the night with those whom they loved
And the first night was followed by the last

3. Oh long night of one suffering from love's pangs
And the dawn following it was even longer

4. For the abode reminded me of its outlines
I was about to forget from so much remembrance

5. Passion stirred up an outline in the cheek of youth
Foreign, incomprehensible, transformed