أفديه أعور طرفه ال
باقي يقول وما تعدى
I would ransom him, though one of his eyes is gone
He says "What more remains?"
قد غار من حسني أخي
وبقيت مثل السيف فردا
My brother was jealous of my beauty
And I remained like a sword, alone
أفديه أعور طرفه ال
باقي يقول وما تعدى
I would ransom him, though one of his eyes is gone
He says "What more remains?"
قد غار من حسني أخي
وبقيت مثل السيف فردا
My brother was jealous of my beauty
And I remained like a sword, alone