1. O my people, your rope is frayed
On the day of my misfortune while you remain unharmed

2. The landmarks of home can be recognized
By children at play amidst noble youth

3. The caravan covers the land yet we wonder
At its affliction and unrestrained roaming

4. Like the hems of a cloak now threadbare
After beauty, the edges raveled and torn

5. It changed the slopes into dark mourning cloaks
Bloodstained and gloomy each one

6. I startled my friend with the illness in me
He did not expect it nor my hushed speech