أَفدي الَّذينَ قَضَت لَهُم أَيدي النَوى

بِالبُعدِ عَن أَوطانِهِم فَتَغَرَّبوا

I gave my soul to those whose fates

Forced them far from their native homes to roam.

غابوا وَمَثَّلَ شَخصَهُم لِنَواظِري

ذِكري لَهُم فَهُمُ الحُضورُ الغُيَّبُ

Though from my sight they've gone, my memory yet

Keeps them with me--the absent ever-present.