لَيسَ الحَبيبُ عَلى ما كُنتَ تَعهَدُهُ

لَيسَ الحَبيبُ عَلى ما كُنتَ تَعهَدُهُ

قَد غَيَّرَ الدَهرُ ذاكَ الحُبَّ أَلوانا

قَد غَيَّرَ الدَهرُ ذاكَ الحُبَّ أَلوانا

The beloved is not as you once knew him.

The beloved is not as you knew him

Time has changed that love into different hues.

Time has changed the colors of that love

فَلَن تَزالَ عَلَيهِ العَينُ باكِيَةً

فَلَن تَزالَ عَلَيهِ العَينُ باكِيَةً

وَلَن يَعودَ إِلى ما كانَ ما كانا

وَلَن يَعودَ إِلى ما كانَ ما كانا

So the eye will never cease weeping for him.

So the eye will remain weeping over him

And what once was will never return to what it was.

And what was will never return to what it was