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My lords, my soul is bidding you farewell

يا سادتي هذه روحي تودعكم

1. My lords, my soul is bidding you farewell
Since neither patience comforts it, nor grief avails

١. يا سَادَتي هذِهِ رُوحي تُوَدِّعُكُمْ
إِذْ كَانَ لا الصَّبْرُ يُسْلِيها وَلا الجَزَعُ

2. I had hoped that it would live on
But now that you are gone, I have no more hope

٢. قَدْ كُنْتُ أَطْمَعُ في رَوْحِ الحَياةِ لَها
فَالآنَ مُذْ غِبْتُمُ لَمْ يَبْقَ لِي طَمَعُ

3. May God not torture my soul with remaining alive
For I think it will gain nothing from life after you

٣. لا عَذَّبَ اللَهُ رُوحي بِالبَقاءِ فَما
أَظُنُّها بَعْدَكُمْ بِالعَيْشِ تَنْتَفِعُ