1. The desert's gloom between me and my loved ones grows
Familiar faces now are strange wherever I go
١. لَقَدْ صَفِرَتْ عِيابُ الْوُدِّ بَيْنِي
وَبَيْنَ أَحِبَّتِي بَعدَ امْتِلاءِ
2. What once was fresh and bright lies faded, parched, and sere
The barren desert stretches on, and spring will never show
٢. وَعَادَتْ أَوْجُهُ الْمَعْرُوفِ سُوداً
وَكانَتْ مِنْ نَضَارَتِها بِمَاءِ