Asag [English translation]

The source is far away still, yet so close to my soul

Ancient source, my only desire, Oh life-saving source

Cleanse my heart by the purity of your water

In my wounded finger, I receive you

Lukewarm like the water of your tears

Of your birth, at this torrent

Let spring to life at this source of yours

Alive like your soul is beautiful

Like an offering made by angels

To the land of men

Freed at last from my sufferings

Reborn at your trust

Living through you

Living, but due to leave