Up Moses goes to the quiet altar
On Mount Nebo to end his life
And first look at the promised land
But without being able to go down to the plain.
He begins to contemplate with bitterness
The meadow of the Jordan, the flowery meadow,
And to leafy Jericho that beckons
With its fountains and roses and verdure.
Look from afar at the vast seas,
The crystalline water of Genesar,
And forests of apple trees and olives;
And when you feel that death is coming,
The last day you looked at the palm groves,
Breathing out, as an angel you lay down.
(Translated by Mark Andrew Holmes)