أُمسي وَأُصبِحُ مِن تَذَكُّرِكُم

أُمسي وَأُصبِحُ مِن تَذَكُّرِكُم

وَكَأَنَّ بي طَرفاً مِنَ المَسِّ

وَكَأَنَّ بي طَرفاً مِنَ المَسِّ

I pass my evenings and mornings remembering you,

Daybreak and dusk I'm reminded of you all

And it is as though I have a touch of madness.

It's as if my eyelid's been touched by illness

وَكَأَنَّني مِمّا تَطاوَلَ بي

وَكَأَنَّني مِمّا تَطاوَلَ بي

مِنكَ السَقامُ طُليتُ بِالوَرسِ

مِنكَ السَقامُ طُليتُ بِالوَرسِ

And it is as though, from what has long afflicted me—

It's as if the sickness you've inflicted on me

The sickness caused by you—I have been coated with yellow wars dye.

Has made me gaunt, my body wasted

وَلَقَد بَرِمتُ مِنَ الحَياةِ لِما

وَلَقَد بَرِمتُ مِنَ الحَياةِ لِما

ضَمَّنتَني وَعَرَضتَ مِن نَفسي

ضَمَّنتَني وَعَرَضتَ مِن نَفسي

And indeed, I have grown weary of life because of what

Truly, I'm weary of life because of what

You made me bear, and what you laid bare of my soul.

You've made me suffer, what you've put me through