1. My heart has grown sadder,
A quarter and plot transformed,

2. A barren quarter of India,
Once a place of comfort.

3. None of its people remain
Except frightened jackals.

4. I was at ease among them,
Playing, having fun.

5. Days of India and passion
We devoted ourselves to India.

6. But time came between us,
Time, oh my life, so harsh!

7. We remain, and my heart is anxious
For the danger in India’s weapons.

8. When in secret she sent
“Indeed the lover sending.”

9. India said “Come to us”
But I said “No, no, I will not!”

10. By God, I will not come to you
Until the first returns

11. From love of you, O India, never
While I live will I forget!