مِن بَعدِ جُهدٍ يا أَخي

مِن بَعدِ جُهدٍ يا أَخي

سَيَّرتَ لي تِلكَ الجُزازَه

سَيَّرتَ لي تِلكَ الجُزازَه

After much effort, my brother,

After your effort, my brother

You sent me that scrap of paper.

You sent me that jug

فَشَكَرتُها مَعَ أَنَّها

فَشَكَرتُها مَعَ أَنَّها

لَم تَشفِ مِن قَلبي الحَزازَه

لَم تَشفِ مِن قَلبي الحَزازَه

So I was grateful for it, although it

And I thanked it, although

Did not soothe the hurt in my heart.

It did not quench the burning of my heart

إِن كُنتُ عِندَكَ حَيِّناً

إِن كُنتُ عِندَكَ حَيِّناً

فَلَكَ الكَرامَةُ وَالعَزازَه

فَلَكَ الكَرامَةُ وَالعَزازَه

If I am wretched in your eyes,

If I seemed ungrateful

Then yours are honor and esteem.

You have my utmost respect and regard