Do you hear me, you who are So far away from me, my dear? Do you hear me crying aloud, Wishing you were well, wishing you were near? The world is vast, its ways diverse, Brief meetings, partings long, Men, with unsure feet, post on never to return, too weak To find the treasure they have lost. My last day drawing near Of the tears of separation I will await you until my life leaves as Rahel did her beloved.