تَظَلَّمتُ بَعدَكَ مِن ذا الزَمانِ

تَظَلَّمتُ بَعدَكَ مِن ذا الزَمانِ

وَإِن نَصَرَتني قَنا ديلهِ

وَإِن نَصَرَتني قَنا ديلهِ

After you, I complained of this age,

After you, I lamented the times

I complained of the injustice of time after you were gone,

Even if its lanterns came to my aid.

Though days helped me, their lights were dim

Even if the spears of the Dīl tribe granted me victory,

وَأظلَمتُ حَتّى كَأَنَّ الدُجى

وَأظلَمتُ حَتّى كَأَنَّ الدُجى

خَبا مِنكَ ضَوءُ قَناديلِهِ

خَبا مِنكَ ضَوءُ قَناديلِهِ

And I grew dark, until it seemed that the night

I was in darkness, as if the dusk

And I was plunged into darkness, until it seemed as if the night

Had lost its lanterns’ light because of you.

Had put out the lamps' rays for me

Had the light of its lanterns extinguished because of your loss.