1. Did you not see the moon, yellow with illness
As if to say, "I am like you, oh life!" a simile

2. Its beams have been blocked from you by a veil in its sky
So it spent the night suffering, agonized by it

3. On earth, people's hearts complain about it
And in the sky, the angel of night weeps for it

4. Or do you see its light spilling like teardrops
Raining down on the garden of flowers, watering it

5. Spreading its sorrows to the star, conforming
While the stars have hearts that cannot console it

6. Oh, what a longing that has gone, complaining
To a longing of worries beyond knowing

7. When these souls meet their demise
In your eyes is magic that will revive them