1. O gatherer of those separated, is there a dwelling
That would keep me close to you in the best abode?

2. For the days have made me drink from a cup
That has filled my heart with the bitterness of estrangement.

3. And tears have flowed down my cheek,
Can you not see them renewed at dawn?

4. And the heart's pole star was lost when
For a moment you let separation and distance rule.