No, only one who has known
What it is to long for one’s beloved
Can know how I have suffered
And how I suffer still.

I gaze into the distance – but my strength fails me,
My sight grows dim…
Ah, the one who loved me
And knew me is far away now!

My breast is all aflame – whoever has known
What it is to long for one’s beloved
Can know how I have suffered
And how I suffer still.

English translation © Philip Ross Bullock