1. Intoxicated by the wine of longing, separation, and purpose
For your beauty, until we can barely endure

2. Is there any messenger to convey from us a message?
And how can we hope when the place is far?

3. Whoever parts from loved ones one day
Will after them be in the worst state, truly

4. So we parted from one who does not want to part
And approached one we do not see, but yearns