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My passion spreads its wings only to travel

ما حل هذا الهوى إلا لأرتحلا

1. My passion spreads its wings only to travel
My tears flow only for a love that's bound to fail

١. ما حَلَّ هَذا الهَوى إِلّا لِأَرتَحِلا
وَلا سَرى الدَمعُ إِلّا عَن هَوىً نَزَلا

2. I obeyed you though love attests I did rebel
Only to show my will to disobey one who impales

٢. وَلا أَطَعتُكُمُ وَالحُبُّ يَشهَدُ لي
إِلّا وَعَزمِيَ أَن أَعصي الَّذي عَذَلا

3. I sent forth the steeds of tears after your caravan
That they may find a heart among you that keels

٣. وَلا بَعَثتُ خُيولَ الدَمعِ خَلفَكُمُ
إِلّا لِتَلحَقَ قَلباً فيكُمُ رَحَلا

4. Oh how you were, o dwellings, when their luggage was packed
For separation, donning their first morning sorrows

٤. يا رَبعُ ما أَنتَ إِذ زُمَّت رِحالُهُمُ
لِلبَينِ أَوَّلُ صَبٍّ أَلبَسوهُ بِلى

5. You embodied the silence in response to them
So you answer not anymore those who implore

٥. لَقَد تَمَثَّلتَ في تَركِ الجَوابِ بِهِم
فَما تُجيبُ كَما كانوا لِمَن سَأَلا

6. I stood amongst ruins; people said of my sickness
Can't you see a ruin asking another ruin's tale

٦. وَقَفتُ فيهِ فَقالَ الناسُ مِن سَقَمي
أَما تَرى طَلَلا يَستَخبِرُ الطَلَلا