زارَتنيَ وَالظَلامُ قَد مَدَّ يَدا

زارَتنيَ وَالظَلامُ قَد مَدَّ يَدا

تَشكو وَتَقول طبت بعدي خَلَدا

تَشكو وَتَقول طبت بعدي خَلَدا

She visited me while darkness had stretched out a hand.

She visited me when the darkness stretched out its hand

She complains and says, “You have been content at heart since I left.”

Complaining, saying after me came eternal sleep

لا لا وَصبابتي إِلى وجهك مُذ

لا لا وَصبابتي إِلى وجهك مُذ

فارقتك ما طاب فؤادي أَبَداً

فارقتك ما طاب فؤادي أَبَداً

No, no—by my yearning for your face—since

No, no, my youth has yearned for your face ever since

I parted from you, my heart has never been content.

I left you, my heart has not felt comfort again