بِالرَدىwith death بَعدَكَafter you أَرضىI am content
بِالرَدى بَعدَكَ أَرضى
إِنَّindeed فيin عَظميmy bones أَرضاdecay
إِنَّ في عَظمي أَرضا
After you, I am content with death.
With loneliness after you I become content
After you, I am content with destruction,
Indeed, there is decay in my bones.
Indeed in my bones lies contentment
For the woodworm is within my bones.
خلّنيleave me فيon رأسِthe summit of رَأسٍa mountain
خلّني في رأسِ رَأسٍ
إِنَّنيindeed I لَمhave not أَرضَbeen content with أَرضاany land
إِنَّني لَم أَرضَ أَرضا
Leave me on a mountain’s summit.
Let me in the head of anyone
Leave me upon the highest of peaks,
Indeed, no land has pleased me.
Indeed I have never known contentment
For I have not accepted any land.
أَنتَyou كُنتَwere الكُلّthe whole مِنّيof me
أَنتَ كُنتَ الكُلّ مِنّي
إِنَّماonly أَبقَيتَyou have left بَعضاa part
إِنَّما أَبقَيتَ بَعضا
You were the whole of me.
You were once my everything
You were the whole of me,
You have left only a part.
Yet only remnants remain
Yet you have left only a fragment behind.
نَتَوَقّىwe guard ourselves مِنagainst بَعوضٍmosquitoes
نَتَوَقّى مِن بَعوضٍ
نَتَغَنّىwe sing of الهَجرَseparation بَعضاa little
نَتَغَنّى الهَجرَ بَعضا
We guard ourselves against mosquitoes.
We evade a mere gnat
We guard ourselves against gnats,
We sing a little of separation.
Yet sing songs of separation
While singing of abandonment now and then.