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O you whose memory, when night's long hours assail me

ูŠุง ู…ู† ุฅุฐุง ุนุฐุช ููŠ ู„ูŠู„ูŠ ูˆูƒุซุฑุจุชู‡

1. O you whose memory, when night's long hours assail me
And multiply my sorrows more and more,

ูก. ูŠุง ู…ู† ุฅุฐุง ุนูุฐุช ููŠ ู„ูŠู„ูŠ ูˆูƒุซุฑุจูŽุชูู‡ู
ุจุฐูƒุฑู‡ ุดู…ู„ุชู†ูŠ ุณุงุนุฉู ุงู„ููŽุฑุฌู

2. Enfolds me in the moment hope draws near,
Do not expose my love to longingโ€™s fire,

ูข. ู„ุง ุชูŽุทุฑูุญ ู…ูู‡ุฌูŽุชูŠ ู„ู„ุดูˆู‚ ูŠูุชู„ููู‡ุง
ูุงู„ุดูˆู‚ู ู„ูŠุณ ุจู…ุฃู…ูˆู†ู ุนู„ู‰ ุงู„ู…ูู‡ูŽุฌู