كانَ لِنَفسي أَمَلٌ فَاِنقَضى

كانَ لِنَفسي أَمَلٌ فَاِنقَضى

فَأَصبَحَ اليَأسُ لَها مَعرِضا

فَأَصبَحَ اليَأسُ لَها مَعرِضا

My soul had a hope, and it came to an end;

I had hope for myself, but it vanished

so despair became the sight before it.

And despair became indifferent to me

أَسخَطَني دَهرِيَ بَعدَ الرِضا

أَسخَطَني دَهرِيَ بَعدَ الرِضا

وَاِرتَجَعَ العُرفَ الَّذي قَد مَضى

وَاِرتَجَعَ العُرفَ الَّذي قَد مَضى

My fortune displeased me after contentment,

The days have angered me after being pleased

and reclaimed the kindness it had given before.

And took back the intimacy that had passed

لَم يَظلِمِ الدَهرُ وَلَكِنَّهُ

لَم يَظلِمِ الدَهرُ وَلَكِنَّهُ

أَقرَضَني الإِحسانَ ثُمَّ اِقتَضى

أَقرَضَني الإِحسانَ ثُمَّ اِقتَضى

Fortune did not wrong me; rather, it

Time did not wrong me, but

lent me kindness, then demanded repayment.

It lent me kindness, then demanded repayment