1. Poppy of the foothills, why do I see you
Embraced by cruel longing,

2. Does the voice of flame murmur in your heart
Chanting the song of the abyss?

3. Did the night hear the wailing of hearts,
Did dawn offer you the cup of sorrow,

4. Did the light of sunset pour upon you
The sigh of life and the tear of destiny?

5. Did time stop you where
The lament of life tears open hearts

6. And night emerges as a woeful,
Fearsome specter, and the sorrow of ages throbs?

7. If the songs of darkness distressed you
Then the songs of gloom have tortured me,

8. And if the daughters of clouds abandoned you
The daughters of hellfire have embraced me.

9. And if time poured into your hearing
The moan of gloom and groan of hope

10. Then it has ignited in my core
Fiery embers of burning sorrow.

11. And if the lips of life quenched your thirst
With the wine of agony and nectar of pain

12. Then I have drank from its palms
Brimming cups that blaze.

13. My friend, between the veins of my heart
Echoes your faint wailing,

14. Repeating with the flutter
Of its wings the dying voice of sorrow.

15. Night has quenched my thirst with the wine of love
And lit it with the flame of life,

16. And from its yielding gave me
The bitterness of grief that melts joy.

17. To me, for cruelty of these gloomy times
Has united us,

18. As it tore open in me
These wounds, as it tore open in you those wounds.

19. And if the palms of death sweep me
To the grave as disasters crush you,

20. Then my sorrow and your sorrow will not part,
Close companions despite the harsh times.

21. And under the gloomy vault of darkness
When the spirit of dawn envelops the universe,

22. A mournful tune will be heard
Echoing from the throb of the strings,

23. Our sorrow repeating it softly
Over our silent, tranquil tomb,

24. As we lie under the deaf soil
Together to the tunes of sadness.