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My body is frail, my patience weak

بدني ناحل وصبري بدين

1. My body is frail, my patience weak
My resolve remains, though my frame is meek

١. بَدَني ناحِلٌ وَصَبري بَدينُ
وَاِعتِزامي ماضٍ وَجِسمي حَسيرُ

2. Death I have eluded, but alas
To the fate of all, I must soon pass

٢. وَمِنَ المَوتِ قَد سَلِمتُ وَلَكِن
بَعدَ هَذا إِلى المَماتِ أَصيرُ

3. My friend, how can the days deceive me so
When their guile I know, and their ways I know

٣. يا خَليلَيَّ كَيفَ يَخدَعُني الدَه
رُ وَإِنّي بِهِ بَصيرٌ خَبيرُ

4. Give me to drink, before all hope is gone
Of life, though short, where dreams live on

٤. اِسقِياني مِن قَبلِ أَن يَتَقَضّى
أَمَلٌ اِرتَجي وَعُمرٌ قَصيرُ