1. The years have passed and I see myself
Inebriated after the intoxication of youth has faded

2. Return to me the days of Ramah, if it were possible
For what has passed to be reversed

3. And a youth when I had not yet feared
The crow of white hair that might fly away

4. If the eyes of the beautiful ones have denied me
By my life, they have surely mistaken someone else for me

5. Two dear female friends of mine paid a visit
To console eyes that had become dormant

6. I was as they had known me before, then they regarded me as a stranger
I could not bear their estrangement

7. And sorrows that turn the color of happy tidings pale
Let alone change the hair’s appearance

8. And being forgotten by noble men
In whose company my faults were concealed

9. They abandoned me and diminished me, yet how much
I had enriched my life through them, I was bountiful