1. Many a night whose length my soul, though sad, made long
With tears oโerflowing, I made yet more long with ardent song,
ูก. ุฑูุจูู ููููู ุฃูู
ูุฏูู ู
ูู ููููุณู ุงูุนุง
ุดููู ุทููุงู ูุทุนูุชูู ุจูุงููุชูุญุงุจู
2. While happiness seemed ever to live, though far away,
In the lamenting wail of my voice while I weep and pray.
ูข. ููููุนูู
ู ุฃูููุฐูู ู
ูู ููุตูู ู
ูุนุดู
ูู ุชูุจูุฏูููุชููู ุจูุจูุคุณู ุงูุนูุชุงุจู