Here's a window again,
Where again no one sleeps.
Maybe – drinking some wine,
Maybe – sitting awake.
Maybe these are the two
Holding hands – hard to part.
In each house, my friend,
There are windows alike.

It is not due to lamps that the dark
lightens up:
Oh, it happens because of these sleepless eyes!

Cry of farewells and greetings –
You, a window in the night!
Maybe – hundreds of candles,
Maybe – no more than five ...
There is restlessness, mind
Can no longer withstand,
Now my house is haunted
By the similar pest.

Prey, my friend, oh prey, for
A sleepless home,
For a lighted window, prey.