The curse of vanity

(2662)  Etadin jare ceyechinu

For so long, the One I'd craved,
Was it He Who'd come to my dwelling?
He had been far away due to vanity,
But that I did not grasp instantly.

Through eyelids briefly I peer,
But on them were drops of tear.
Along with moonlit night's dream,
He cast not a glance at me.

At time of going upon journey,
I had stood, in hand a wreath.
"At night's end on a vernal breeze,"
Told He, "I'll come repeatedly."

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