1. Your eyelids ransom me, though sorrow has departed from them,
Restless upon restlessness, and my like remains sleepless,

2. A blaze within its ashes, the fire of anguish,
Increasing ardency, with tears flowing gently,

3. And protect you from your afflictions, O epitome of wishes,
An eye that’s laid down, and a heart that pounds,

4. So withhold the clouds of my tears from my cheeks,
And look upon me with mercy, lest I drown.