1. O God of existence, these are wounds
In my heart complaining to You of their pain

2. This is a sigh elevated by worry
To the hearing of the vacant sky

3. This is the anguish of misery whispering to You
So are You listening, my God?

4. You brought me down into the darkness of earth
While I was in the morning of my prime

5. Like a beautiful ray I swam on the horizon
And listened to the murmur of the waters

6. And sang among the springs to the dawn
And warbled like a swooning nightingale

7. You led me to the paths of worldly life
And they are so full of confusion

8. Then You left me alone and unique
Between a caller from the winds and a wailer

9. You stood me at the abyss of sorrow
And made me drink the bitterness of sighs

10. You made me a stranger to myself
Among my people during my joy and heedfulness

11. You made me hate life and what is in it
And made me love the stillness of the vacant

12. You created in my ribs a heart
Eternal in feeling and awareness

13. You tortured me with the acuteness of my senses
And pursued me with every pain

14. With sorrow, with illness, with worry, with loneliness
With despair, with endless misery

15. With death ambushing my dearest wishes
And melting my eyelids and lips

16. So when those I love are a handful of dust
Worthless residue and skulls

17. And the temptation of life and the magic of existence
Are a kind of lofty, vain clouds

18. That fade above the multitudes, leaving behind
Woe, like the foam of deluges

19. O God of existence, why don't You mourn
The sorrow of the suffering, moaning one?

20. I moaned in the stillness of the nights
Then suppressed my lips in the morning

21. And flirted with life and love
And sang like a heedless happy one

22. And planted dreams in my lasting heart
And surrounded them with all my attention

23. But when I harvested, I reaped nothing
Except thorns - what have You done, my God?

24. O winds of existence, blow violently
And sing with Your moaning voice

25. And blow from Your splendid breath into me
Enough to make my voice reach the ears of this God

26. For He listens to the strong and does not listen
To a voice amidst storms and wailing

27. And scatter roses over the snow meaninglessly
And shock every swooning nightingale

28. For miserable existence is not worthy
Of songs or of beautiful bloom

29. And crush the worlds, one universe at a time
Before the most miserable end comes

30. For the great God created the world
Only for demise under pain

31. O conscience of existence, O knower of spirits
O You vacant sky

32. O tumult of life, foaming
In the horizons, in the soil, in the stillness of waters

33. Tell me, is there for the people a kind God
As they claim, full of mercy?

34. Who creates mankind in His name
And consoles them and looks upon them with divine affection

35. And sees in their existence His peaceful soul
And the infinite signs of His art

36. I did not find Him in this world
So is there a God beyond its horizons?

37. What have you come to, my crying heart
And what have you said, my lips?

38. O my God, worry made my heart
Speak what was in it, so forgive, my God

39. The feet of despair and gloominess
Trampled my tired, lonely, weak heart

40. So it shattered and these are some of its pieces
So forgive its endless despair

41. For it is, O Lord, the temple of truth
And faith, light and divine purity

42. It is the flute of beauty, love and dreams
But pain has shattered it