What a night, what a fog, what a breeze,
what a pleasant air, what a cleanliness, what a
tumult, what a joy, come
and sit in my house
so that
I do not hear the sound of my songs, in this dreamy night,
the sadness of the abandoned, the sadness of loneliness,
which is full of my cups,
the world became on my
palate,
what a night or a fog. What air,
what a pleasant air, what a cleanliness everywhere, what a joy it is, how happy it is that you too will come out
,
O Lord, I say thank you for your purity, our hearts have become pure, it has become a joyful celebration, a joyful celebration has been held, a joyful celebration has been held, a joyful heart has become pure, whether it is a
night, what a
fog, what a
pleasant air, what a pleasant air, what a purity
everywhere. What a joy it is that you too will come to me, what glory,
what pride
, what joy, what joy and joy, come and
sit in
my house
so that I can sing the melody of tarab
