Walking along the sea shore, I came across many a column
They looked breathtaking in the setting sun
I was seeking you of course
I had gone off course
The beautiful palace has now crumbled
These ruins to me a person reminded
None other than me was that person
I was like those ruins in the setting sun
The ruins were bereft of the beauty of the palace
I was bereft of the beauty of your presence
When I was roaming with thirst once
You made me drunk by the wine of your presence
Your remembrance makes me drunk
And yet I am thirsty and need more to drink
This thirst cannot be quenched
Until you can be reached
It is already night and ahead I cannot see
Until morning by the ruins I must lie
Somewhere I can see in the distance
Proof of your presence
For see the stars and the moon light
Pales in comparison to your presence bright
When I see you the ruins disappear
Only a beautiful palace does appear