رجعتُ إلى رؤى الماضي رجعتُ

رجعتُ إلى رؤى الماضي رجعتُ

أسائل رسمها عما فقدت

أسائل رسمها عما فقدت

I returned to the visions of the past—I returned.

I returned to the visions of the past, I returned

I question their trace about what I have lost.

I ask their image about what I have lost

رجعت أطوف يسبقني فؤادي

رجعت أطوف يسبقني فؤادي

إلى ما قد عرفت وما جهلت

إلى ما قد عرفت وما جهلت

I returned to wander, my heart preceding me,

I returned wandering, my heart preceding me

To what I had known and what I had not known.

To what I have known and what I have not known

رجعت إليك بعد العتب أبكى

رجعت إليك بعد العتب أبكى

قواضب قسوتي فيما بكيت

قواضب قسوتي فيما بكيت

I returned to you after reproach, mourning

I returned to you after reproach, crying

The sharp swords of my cruelty among all that I mourned.

The ships of my harshness in my crying

إذا الدنيا تراءت في صباها

إذا الدنيا تراءت في صباها

ورنّ لحليها في الكون صوت

ورنّ لحليها في الكون صوت

When the world appears in its youth,

If life seemed in its youth

And the sound of its jewels rings through the universe,

And its trinkets rang in the universe, a voice

فأنت غناؤها في صمت قلبي

فأنت غناؤها في صمت قلبي

وأنت وفاؤها فيما جحدتُ

وأنت وفاؤها فيما جحدتُ

Then you are its song in the silence of my heart,

You are its singing in the silence of my heart

And you are its faithfulness in what I denied.

You are its loyalty in what I have denied

جمالك في طهارتها قتولٌ

جمالك في طهارتها قتولٌ

وعرفُ الزهر إزهاقٌ وموتُ

وعرفُ الزهر إزهاقٌ وموتُ

Your beauty in the world's purity is deadly,

Your beauty in its purity is swords

And the fragrance of flowers is slaying and death.

And the knowledge of flowers is withering and death