يا لقومي أنا من فَق

يا لقومي أنا من فَق

رِيَ في أنحَسِ حاله

رِيَ في أنحَسِ حاله

O my people! Through my poverty,

O my people, I am one who cries

I am in the most ill-fated state,

In the most wretched state

حين آلى الدَّهرُ أني

حين آلى الدَّهرُ أني

لا أرى من فيه آلَه

لا أرى من فيه آلَه

since Time swore that I

When fate decreed that I

would see no one with means.

See no one to pray to

ضاق صدري وأضرَّت

ضاق صدري وأضرَّت

بي مع الفقر البَطَالَه

بي مع الفقر البَطَالَه

My breast grew tight, and I was afflicted

My chest tightened and unemployment

by unemployment along with poverty.

Along with poverty vexed me

وأرى الآمال للعُد

وأرى الآمال للعُد

م وإن لذَّت عُلالَه

م وإن لذَّت عُلالَه

And I see hopes as poverty's

And I see hopes belong to the enemy

mere solace, however sweet they taste.

Even if their evils enticed me

وأبي قد بات منِّي

وأبي قد بات منِّي

يسأل اللَه الإقالَه

يسأل اللَه الإقالَه

And my father has come, because of me,

And my father spent the night asking

to ask God for release.

God for relief

مَلَّني فقراً وإن كا

مَلَّني فقراً وإن كا

ن شفيقاً لا محالَه

ن شفيقاً لا محالَه

He has tired of me for my poverty, though he

Poverty has filled me, even if

was compassionate, beyond a doubt.

He was caring, no doubt

كلَّ يوم أطرقُ الخَبَّ

كلَّ يوم أطرقُ الخَبَّ

ازَ منه بحوِالَه

ازَ منه بحوِالَه

Every day I call upon the baker

Each day I frequent the grocer

with a payment order from him.

To get from him on credit

فَرَغَت دُكانُهُ لو

فَرَغَت دُكانُهُ لو

أَنَّهَا دارُ الوِكالَه

أَنَّهَا دارُ الوِكالَه

His shop would be emptied, even

His shop was emptied as if

if it were a trading warehouse.

It were a proxy office