1. Neither sadness afflicts me, nor does seeing you brings me joy,
For I am no longer as I used to be when you knew me.

2. Neither do warbling birds in the rising light,
Nor flowers wet with dew, inspire me with song or beauty charm me.

3. I am not the one lightning of union excites,
Nor does separation's grief destroy me.

4.
I've forgotten the sweetest of my days,

5. Just as I've forgotten the sighs that tortured me.
I've forgotten the love and affection,

6. Preoccupied by the aspirations of my homeland.
My soul is sacrificed for it, if sacrifice is asked,

7. For in its glory, misery brings me joy.

8. My soul shall not know despair while youth's hand,
Supports me when the days try to subdue me.

9. Oh children of my homeland, your fortune is in knowledge,
While in ignorance lies only dreadful tribulation.

10. So learn from the West whatever gifts it has,
And keep agitators from our homelands, shun dissension and upheaval.