1. Had I no hope of meeting him again
I would not live a moment parted from him

2. My heart is his eternal dwelling place
Never once wearying of his abode

3. A branch, when outstretched in its field
A lion, when roused in its fury

4. In the gaze of his eyes and his sword's edge
Two different swords in their strokes

5. With one he overcomes his loved ones
With the other he overwhelms his foes

6. The moon left and departed from my soul
While my body clings to it for its being

7. My wonder is that I live after parting
My sorrow that I may die before the meeting

8. If I did not hope to look upon his face
I would not be so keen to maintain our bond