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Like a slave longing for the shadow,
    or a hired man waiting for his pay,
so I have inherited months of futility,
    and nights of distress have been appointed to me.
When I lay down I say, “When will I rise?”
The night drags on, and I toss until the day dawns.

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Like a slave longing for the evening shadows,(A)
    or a hired laborer waiting to be paid,(B)
so I have been allotted months of futility,
    and nights of misery have been assigned to me.(C)
When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’(D)
    The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.(E)

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