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Winter came and I have nothing to count for it

جاء الشتاء وما عندي له عدد

1. Winter came and I have nothing to count for it
Except shivering and chattering of my teeth

١. جاء الشتاءُ وما عندي له عددٌ
الاَّ ارتعادٌ وتقريص بأَسناني

2. Had I died, you would not have stinted my shroud
I died, so grant me some of my shrouds

٢. ولو قضيتُ لما قصرتَ في كَفَنِي
هبني قضيتُ فهبني بعض أَكفانِي