1. The living were not devoid of your company,
So with what do the dark nights illuminate?

2. The tears of the living were water for them,
And since you left, it is crying.

3. Whoever's affection leaned towards you,
How can the abode contain their names?

4. I do not intend by "dwelling" that the names
Should converse in union or that we meet.

5. While we are in the abodes and lingering
Has long been from us and hope is prolonged,

6. Breezes blow from their abodes,
Breezes after which comes consent.

7. Welcome, welcome to it, over them are curtains
Of love, loyalty is their trains.