لا حُزنَ إِلّا دونَ حُزنٍ نالَني

لا حُزنَ إِلّا دونَ حُزنٍ نالَني

يَومَ الفِراقِ وَقَد غَدَوتُ مُوَدِّعا

يَومَ الفِراقِ وَقَد غَدَوتُ مُوَدِّعا

There is no sorrow but it pales beside the sorrow that befell me:

Every sorrow falls short of the sorrow that befell me

the day of parting, when I went forth to bid farewell.

On the day of parting, when I had set out to bid farewell.

فَإِذا الأَحِبَّةُ قَد تَوَلَّت عيرُهُم

فَإِذا الأَحِبَّةُ قَد تَوَلَّت عيرُهُم

وَبَقيتُ فَرداً والِهاً مُتَوَجِّعا

وَبَقيتُ فَرداً والِهاً مُتَوَجِّعا

Then suddenly, my loved ones’ caravan had turned away,

Then, behold, the loved ones’ caravan had departed,

and I remained alone—distraught and aching.

And I remained alone, distraught and in pain.