بعدتَ فعادَ جديدُ باليْ باليا

بعدتَ فعادَ جديدُ باليْ باليا

وتعطّلتْ حالي وكانتْ حاليَهْ

وتعطّلتْ حالي وكانتْ حاليَهْ

You drew away, so my once-fresh state of mind grew worn.

You went away, so my state returned anew

And my condition became unadorned, though it had been adorned.

And my condition was disrupted, though it was fine

فلتَدْنُ أو تبعدْ فكيفَ تصرَّفَتْ

فلتَدْنُ أو تبعدْ فكيفَ تصرَّفَتْ

فهي المُنى وحديثُ نفسٍ خاليَهْ

فهي المُنى وحديثُ نفسٍ خاليَهْ

So draw near or stay far; however my condition may change,

Whether you come near or go far, how could you decide?

It is but wishes and the musings of an idle soul.

For it is my wish, and the talk of an empty soul