I have no one in the whole world , O God, but You hear my cry in
the middle of the night, I want to flee my city in the middle of the night , what should I do in the calamity of my heart?
The mountains, the doors, and the plains, I let go behind, I do not get the news of
my way, my path has become our calamity with the way of our acquainted hearts. I am a stranger, in my own country, I kill God, I am oppressed, O God, my heart, I am separated from me, I go to the
tent in the desert, I hit the stone with the sorrow of the world, I cry, I
feel sorry for his grief, I feel sorry for this grief, I
have nothing in the whole world, I have no one but You, O God, I reach my cry in
the middle of the night, I flee from my city in the middle of the night, what should I do in the calamity of my heart?
