لَحا اللَهُ يَوماً لَستُ فيهِ بِمُلتَقِ

مُحَيّاكِ مِن أَجلِ النَوى وَالتَفَرُّقِ

God grant a day when we will meet again

Though now we part for fate has struck its blow

وَكَيفَ يَطيبُ العَيشُ دونَ مَسَرَّةٍ

وَأَيُّ سُرورٍ لِلكَئيبِ المُؤَرَّقِ

How can life be sweet when severed from delight?

What joy for him whose heart is pierced with woe?