1. The time of deprivation has come and called me a warner
What have I prepared for myself before the journey?

2. My time is wasted and I have not been fair to myself
My first provision is like the last provision

3. I watered my life with the lies of wishes
And my food was of chastity and conscience

4. And in your hand there is a heart and blood
And at your door there is a shackle and a captive

5. The time of deprivation has come so leave me my beloved
This paradise is not meant for me

6. Oh the house of bliss whenever
I come to it I cross a bridge of flames

7. And I get used to you in the shadow of youth
And green adolescence and old age

8. I come down the hill as a fleeting guest
Then I leave you like a strange bird

9. Why, O Emigrant, have you become merciful
And kindness, beauty and gentleness abound

10. Why did you let me drink from the nectar of contentment
And meet me gently and generously

11. Everything has become bitter in my mouth
After I have become knowledgeable of the world

12. Oh who would take my whole life
And bring back the child and the old ignorance

13. Has love seen drunkards like us
How much have we built of fantasies around us

14. And we walked on a moonlit path
Joy leaped in it before us

15. And we looked up at its stars
So we swooned and it became ours

16. And we laughed the laugh of two children together
And our shadow raced us and outstripped us

17. And we woke up after the nectar was gone
If only we don't wake up

18. An awakening that ruined the dreams of illusion
And the night has turned and the night is a friend

19. And there the light is a rising warner
And there the dawn is rising like a blaze

20. And there is the world as we know it
And there are the loved ones each on a path

21. Bring joy to me and let me bring joy to you
After the separation, your return has drawn near

22. So let me taste it, for I am leaving
There is no tomorrow to be hoped for or your tomorrow to be hoped for

23. And ask me about the nights that
Brought my demise nearer and went farther from you

24. Do not leave me to nights, for tomorrow
Separation will wound what your hand grieves

25. The time of parting has come and it is time to leave
This moment has brought agony

26. The time of parting has come, was the intention, my beloved
Other than to close the door?

27. The sun has set so I became evening, and you
Closed your doors to me, doors of clouds

28. I wander upon its tracks
Asking the night, but who will answer me?