Where did my eyes find their rest, where did slumber seize me?
To lose Punnaal, a life's lament decree.
If I but open my eyes, in Punnaal I'd converse,
My beloved gone, now dust and endless verse.
Show me the one who, with water, can turn a desert into a lake.
Quench my fire, and reunite me with my love,
Quench my fire, and reunite me with my love,
Show me the one who, with water, can turn a desert into a lake.
If eyes had not closed, why this tale of separation?
How suddenly ravaged, a heart once in celebration!
Bambore's city, desolate, empty, a path of desolation,
If only I could see Punnaal, laughing in front of me in elation.
If he, too, still slumbers,
Awaken him, and quench my fire,
And reunite me with my love,
Quench my fire, and reunite me with my love,
Quench my fire, and reunite me with my love,
And reunite me with my love.
Behold, life's moment, a fleeting fair,
How to restrain the tears, a flood of despair?
I am alone, and this jungle dense and rare,
Spirits meet, though the body is bare.
Behind the veil, a shepherd, steal the curtain away.
Quench my fire, and reunite me with my love,
Quench my fire, and reunite me with my love,
Quench my fire, and reunite me with my love,
And reunite me with my love.
Show me the one who, with water, can turn a desert into a lake.
Quench my fire, and reunite me with my love,
Quench my fire, and reunite me with my love,
Quench my fire, and reunite me with my love,
And reunite me with my love.
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