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Summer has flown, O night,

ุงู„ุตูŠู ูŠุง ู„ูŠู„ ุทุงุฑ

1. Summer has flown, O night,
So be gentle with my longing,

ูก. ุงู„ุตูŽูŠูู ูŠุง ู„ูŽูŠู„ู ุทุงุฑ
ููŽุงูุฑูู‚ ุจูุฃูŽุดูˆุงู‚ูŠ

2. And strip the excess of daytime
From the rest that remains.

ูข. ูˆูŽุงูุณู„ูŽุฎ ููุถูˆู„ูŽ ุงู„ู†ูŽู‡ุงุฑ
ู…ูู† ุจูŽุนุถูู‡ู ุงู„ุจุงู‚ูŠ

3. Life is but
A night and a full moon;

ูฃ. ู…ุง ุงู„ุนูู…ุฑู ุฅูู„ู‘ุง
ู„ูŽูŠู„ูŒ ูˆูŽุจูŽุฏุฑู

4. When one turns away
The other comes to mind.

ูค. ุฅูุฐุง ุชูŽูˆูŽู„ู‘ู‰
ุชูŽู„ุงู‡ู ุฐููƒุฑู

5. Years in their entirety
Belong to the lovers.

ูฅ. ู…ูู„ุกู ุงู„ุณูู†ูŠู†
ู„ูู„ุนุงุดูู‚ูŠู†

6. O night, in the fields
Nothing lives but the moon.

ูฆ. ูŠุง ู„ูŽูŠู„ู ู…ุง ููŠ ุงู„ุญูู‚ูˆู„
ุญูŽูŠู‘ูŒ ุณููˆู‰ ุงู„ุจูŽุฏุฑู

7. Would that nights grow long
To the end of life!

ูง. ู„ูŽูŠุชูŽ ุงู„ู„ูŽูŠุงู„ูŠ ุชูŽุทูˆู„
ู„ูุขุฎุฑู ุงู„ุนูู…ุฑู

8. Would that my cup, O night,
Should remain

ูจ. ูˆู„ูŽูŠุชูŽ ูƒูˆุจูŠ
ูŠุง ู„ูŽูŠู„ู ูŠูŽุจู‚ู‰

9. That I may give my beloved to drink
And drink myselfโ€”

ูฉ. ุฃูŽุณู‚ูŠ ุญูŽุจูŠุจูŠ
ู…ูู†ู‡ู ูˆูŽุฃูุณู‚ู‰

10. That exquisite wine,
Lest we ever awaken.

ูกู . ุฐุงูƒูŽ ุงู„ุฑูŽุญูŠู‚
ูˆูŽู„ุง ู†ูููŠู‚

11. The absent one is a tender breast
Veiled in dreams;

ูกูก. ูˆูŽุงู„ุบุงุจู ุตูŽุฏุฑูŒ ุญูŽู†ูˆู†
ุบุงู…ูŽุช ุนูŽู„ูŽูŠู‡ู ุงู„ุญูŽู„ูŽู…

12. Intoxicated and tranquil
Is the sweet music and rhythm.

ูกูข. ุณูŽูƒุฑุงู†ูŽุฉู‹ ูˆูŽุงู„ุณููƒูˆู†
ุญูู„ูˆู ุงู„ุดูŽุฐุง ูˆูŽุงู„ู†ูŽุบูŽู…

13. To the breeze
And moon,

ูกูฃ. ูˆูŽู„ูู„ู†ู‘ูŽุณูŠู…
ูˆูŽู„ูู„ู‚ูŽู…ูŽุฑ

14. The generous hand
On the trees;

ูกูค. ูŠูŽุฏู ุงู„ูƒูŽุฑูŠู…
ุนูŽู„ู‰ ุงู„ุดูŽุฌูŽุฑ

15. To the whispers,
A gentle murmur;

ูกูฅ. ูˆูŽู„ูู„ุญูŽููŠู
ู‡ู…ุณูŒ ู„ูŽุทูŠู

16. And the light of your lips
Is the dearest kiss

ูกูฆ. ูˆูŽุงู„ู†ูˆุฑู ุฃูŽุดู‡ู‰ ู‚ูุจูŽู„
ุชูŽู„ููู‘ูู‡ุง ุงู„ุฃูŽุณุฑุงุฑ

17. Shrouded in secrets.
In the sky the distant star

ูกูง. ูˆูŽููŠ ุงู„ุณูŽู…ุงุกู ุงู„ุฌูŽุจูŽู„
ู„ูŽุญู†ูŒ ุจูŽุนูŠุฏู ุงู„ู‚ูŽุฑุงุฑ

18. Is a melody of unending chords.
O night, let us forget

ูกูจ. ูŠุง ู„ูŽูŠู„ู ุฏูŽุนู†ุง
ู†ูŽู†ุณูŽ ุงู„ุฒูŽู…ุงู†

19. The times,
As we loved,

ูกูฉ. ูƒูŽู…ุง ุนูŽุดูู‚ู†ุง
ููŽุงู„ุนูู…ุฑู ูƒูŽุฃุณูŒ ูˆูŽุนุงุดูู‚ุงู†