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My sorrow has wearied me for so long

حنتي حانيات الدهر حتى

1. My sorrow has wearied me for so long
As if I were a hunter drawing near his prey

١. حَنتي حانِياتُ الدَّهر حَتَّى
كأَنِّي خاتِلٌ يَدنُو لِصَيدِ

2. Those who see me think my steps are close
Yet I am not confined by any bond

٢. قَريبُ الخَطوِ يَحَسبُ مَن رآني
ولَستُ مُقَيَّداً أَنَّى بِقَيدِ