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My excuse is that I have grown weary of rejection

عذيري من هضيم الكشح أحوى

1. My excuse is that I have grown weary of rejection
While the gentle breeze dons youth again

١. عذيري من هضيمِ الكشحِ أحْوى
رخيمِ الدلِّ قد لبسَ الشَّبابا

2. He made separation a migrant in my heart
And turned his promise into a mirage within it

٢. أعدَّ الهجرَ هاجرةً لقلبي
وصَيَّرَ وعْدَهُ فيها سَرابا