1. I left a people who ruled the world,
Yet between us there was hatred.

2. I was grateful for their kindness,
Yet I feared their harm,

3. And with this fear, contentment was marred.
They bore heavily on my neck,

4. So even when they were kind, it was cruelty.
How can the noble stay in a hostile land,

5. Surrounded by enemies?
There is nothing left but cutting ties, misery,