غَيرُ مُستَأنِسٍ بِشَيءٍ إِذا غِب

تَ سِوى ذِكرِكَ الَّذي لا يَغيبُ

I find no solace in anything when you are gone

Except in your memory that does not fade

أَنتَ دونَ الجُلّاسِ أُنسي وَإِن كُن

تَ بَعيداً فَالحُزنُ فيكَ قَريبُ

You are my comfort when alone, even if

You are far away, for sadness in you remains near