You, oh you, my only trusted friend!
You, the taker of my sorrow!
You, oh you, my only trusted friend!
you, the taker of my sorrow!
How could you love and hatred blend,
You, from whom I oft borrow?
See, as I myself slay for your life,
In darkness, you plan for me, warfare.
You're going to stab me with a knife,
While I risk my soul, for your welfare.
you, the taker of my sorrow!
How could you love and hatred blend,
You, from whom I oft borrow?
See, as I myself slay for your life,
In darkness, you plan for me, warfare.
You're going to stab me with a knife,
While I risk my soul, for your welfare.
You want to see me lifeless morrow;
Oh you, from whom, I oft borrow!
Oh you, from whom, I oft borrow!
ISAAC ESSOUN
