Sleep has not visited me the whole night,
Will the dawn ever come?
O my companion,
Once I awoke with a start from a dream.
Now the remembrance from that
Never fades.
My life is ebbing as I choke and sigh,
When will the Lord of the Afflicted comeI have lost my senses and gone mad,
But the Lord knows my secret.
He who deals out life and deathnows the secret of Mira's pain.
