1. Who will grant me a death to soothe my heart
From the blows of fate and constant turns
١. مَن لي بِمَوتٍ يُريحُ قَلبي
مِن حادِثِ الدَهرِ وَالدَوائِر
2. Though bashful of a friend's love, still I sought
Yet bringing benefit to him, powerless I wrought
٢. وأخَجلَتا مِن وِدادِ خِلٍّ
لَستُ عَلى نَفعِهِ بِقادِر