After decorating the festival of pain,
It feels alone again.
It has been crying all the day and nights,
Taking your name.
One whom god has made,
In front whom I bowed down my head.
That one has broken my heart
And has gone giving me.
These distances,
These distances!

How could I believe,
You are not close to me?
You just came yesterday
Into my dreams.
I stop breathing whenever
You come into my thoughts.
Like this, I die every day
Within myself.
I wish that may no one,
Nor even one of my enimies get
What I’ve got in love.
These distances,
These distances.