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I burn with fever and my soul is like

ولي كبد حرى ونفس كأنها

1. I burn with fever and my soul is like
A bird in an enemy's fist unwilling to fly free

١. ولي كَبِدٌ حَرَّى ونَفْسٌ كأنّها
بكَفِّ عَدُوٍّ ما يُريدُ سَرَاحَها

2. As if a she-cat lying on my heart
Recalled a pond, and fluttered her wings

٢. كأنَّ على قَلْبي قَطَاةً تَذكّرَتْ
على ظَمَأٍ وِرْداً فَهَزَّتْ جَنَاحَها