My heart has left on a journey
—It has fled from my arms.
My heart is in the air,
In the presence of my master.
I prayed you not leave,
that you not lose your faith.
I lamented over your life,
You are the defiler.
I am lost in the company of people,
Not a word of my absence has reached you.
Never will you ever find me,
Nor will you be whole.