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He left, escorted by mournersโ€™ wails,

ุฑุงุญ ููŠู…ู† ูŠุดูŠุน ุงู„ุฃุธุนุงู†ุง

1. He left, escorted by mournersโ€™ wails,
My Lord, please protect him wherever passion reigns.

ูก. ุฑุงุญูŽ ููŠู…ูŽู† ูŠูุดูŽูŠู‘ูุนู ุงู„ุฃูŽุธุนุงู†ุง
ุฑูŽุจู‘ู ููŽุฅูุญููŽุธู‡ู ูˆูŽุงู„ู‡ูŽูˆู‰ ุญูŽูŠุซู ูƒุงู†ุง

2. He took charm and wit from Baghdad
Until its cold made them lag.

ูข. ู†ูŽู‚ูŽู„ูŽ ุงู„ุญูุณู†ูŽ ูˆูŽุงู„ู…ูŽู„ุงุญูŽุฉูŽ ุนูŽู† ุจูŽุบ
ุฏุงุฏูŽ ุญูŽุชู‘ู‰ ุฃูŽุญูŽู„ู‘ูŽู‡ุง ุงู„ุจูŽุฑุฏุงู†ุง

3. I wonder when Iโ€™ll see him again
To pour out my heartโ€™s secret to him.

ูฃ. ู„ูŽูŠุชูŽ ุดูุนุฑูŠ ู…ูŽุชู‰ ุฃูŽุฑุงู‡ู ููŽุฃูŽู„ู‚ุง
ู‡ู ุถูŽู…ูŠุฑูŠ ุจูุณูุฑู‘ูู‡ู ุฅูุนู„ุงู†ุง

4. The north wind alone sustains my life,
Bringing his breeze to me sometimes.

ูค. ู„ูŽูŠุณูŽ ุฅูู„ู‘ุง ุงู„ุดูŽู…ุงู„ูŽ ู‚ูˆุชูŽ ุญูŽูŠุงุชูŠ
ูˆูŽู†ูŽุณูŠู…ุงู‹ ูŠูŽุฃุชูŠ ุจูู‡ู ุฃูŽุญูŠุงู†ุง