1. The morning after farewell, the litters were made ready,
With canopies whose curtains were the fairest.

2. Suns rose in splendor, and the land was radiant -
For them a rising, for others who departed, a setting.

3. My night grew long pondering their course,
And gloom was fain never to see the stars set.

4. No dawn but brought me a beloved one's inducement to sell;
No night but above the morning's trace it hovered.

5. Their memory has left me sleepless and tearful,
My tears flow unchecked, my eyes know no rest.

6. The anguish of love has sweetly tortured my passionate heart
With a blend of joy and pain from the beloved's glance.