1. Why is your horizon so gloomy, my heart
And your roses amidst thorns all withered and yellowed

2. And your birds do not sing, where are the melodies
Why does your flute not play except sighing

3. And your strings plucked only lamenting
And your tunes speak nothing but crying

4. Yet yesterday morn mid the breeze
Were maidens who know nothing but smiles

5. Where are your dreams, my heart, the chance is past
Those are elegant, happy, chirping birds

6. That sang then hid in the obscurity of life
You, my heart, are a heart ripened by sighs

7. You are a nest the crows all abandoned
So the raging winds blew it to the river

8. Where it is debris and bare planks in the current
You are a barren field the shepherds all scorned

9. You are a dark night filled with crying
You are a gloomy cave where the miserable seek refuge

10. You are a palace love built on the river of life
For the daughters of poetry but time ruined it

11. You are a grave holding my remnants from early days
You are a lute whose strings life's palm shredded

12. So in your speechless solitude amongst all creatures
Silent as the grave but for the groans of memories

13. You are a haunted melody wandering in dead wastes
You are a dawn hymn the darkness has chanted

14. O you wandering in the dark relentlessly
Head bowed, stumbling in the desert subdued in plaints

15. Lost in life, unrewarded but with regrets
Pray, my heart, for death is coming

16. Pray, for the life-taker leaves you nothing but prayer