1. O bird, you have stirred my sorrows and passions
With the melodies you sing and gentle tones

2. I have sorrows like yours from being an expat
For we are both lonely with no second one

3. I sent my plaints as melodious chants
While you send yours echoing my melodies

4. You complain the parting of a friend you knew
While I complain after my homelands

5. Where is the summer and days I spent in it?
And where, O bird, are my loved ones and friends?

6. Where are the mountains with their lofty tops
Covered in dense, wandering clouds?

7. Where is Shahaar from me? Where is its plateau?
My joys and sorrows were good in it!

8. And where is (name) from me? Where is our sit-in
In the darkness of night we herded them

9. And where - where are my favorite hours
That were, when the best of my times went?

10. Days when we and that meadow brought us together
Like flowers gathered in the fields of April

11. Bringing those days back is hard now
So dreams, O bird, have drawn me in and tempted me