إِن كُنتُمُ لا عَدِمتُم عِلَّةَ النَدَمِ

إِن كُنتُمُ لا عَدِمتُم عِلَّةَ النَدَمِ

يَحكي وُجودَ لِقاءٍ كانَ كَالعَدَمِ

يَحكي وُجودَ لِقاءٍ كانَ كَالعَدَمِ

If you are—may you never be bereft—the cause of regret,

Had you never felt regret, you wouldn’t tell of a meeting that was like nonexistence.

that reflects the existence of a meeting that was as nothing,

Your hands left me no occupation to distract my own from wringing with regret.

لم تُبقِ أَيديكُمُ مِن شاغِلٍ لِيَدي

لم تُبقِ أَيديكُمُ مِن شاغِلٍ لِيَدي

عَن أَن تُقَلِّبَ كَفَّينَها مِنَ النَدَمِ

عَن أَن تُقَلِّبَ كَفَّينَها مِنَ النَدَمِ

your hands left mine nothing to occupy them

and keep them from turning their palms over in regret.