1. Every day my longing for the beloved grows
As if fate has destined me specifically for this

2. We grew distant, and grief makes my tears flow
Down my cheek, almost drowning me in it

3. I blame the raven of separation on the day we parted
Yet it is but a vehicle, a carrier

4. Verily, in stealing a glimpse of the heart there is a path
So astonishing! Even eyes can be thieves!