كفى حزناً أني أرى الماء معرضاً

كفى حزناً أني أرى الماء معرضاً

لعيني ولكن لا سبيل إلى الورد

لعيني ولكن لا سبيل إلى الورد

Sorrow enough: I see the water spread before me—

It is sorrow enough that I see the water offered

Enough of sorrow that I see the water

before my very eyes—yet there is no way to the watering-place.

before my eyes, yet there is no way to drink from it.

Displayed before my eyes yet cannot reach the rose.

وما كنت أخشى أن تكون منيتي

وما كنت أخشى أن تكون منيتي

بكفِّ أعزِ الناس كلهم عندي

بكفِّ أعزِ الناس كلهم عندي

I never feared that my death would come

And I never feared that my death would be

Nor did I fear that my death would come

at the hand of the one dearest to me of all mankind.

at the hand of the dearest of all people to me.

From the palm of the dearest of all people to me.