The sun is setting
My crop is not yet harvested
My cattle are not yet home
My children have not yet come of age

The sun is setting
My workers are still bent at their labours
My soldiers are still scattered on the plain

The war is not yet ended
The struggle is not yet won
The sun is setting
My people haven’t crossed the river Jordan

The leaders have not yet signed the peace accord
The sun is setting
too quickly over my
horizon
When will it rise again?