كُتُبُ الآدَابِ هِمتُ بِهَا

كُتُبُ الآدَابِ هِمتُ بِهَا

ويَهِيمُ المَرءُ في كَبره

ويَهِيمُ المَرءُ في كَبره

Books of literature—I have fallen in love with them.

The books of literature I was keen on

And a man falls in love in his old age.

And man becomes distracted in his old age

فإِذا فَارقتُها هَملَت

فإِذا فَارقتُها هَملَت

مُقلَتِى بالدَّمعِ مُنتَثِرَه

مُقلَتِى بالدَّمعِ مُنتَثِرَه

So when I part with them, it streams—

So when I parted from them I neglected

My eye—with tears spilling forth.

My tears flowing from my weeping eyes

وخليلٌ قَد أُفَارِقُه

وخليلٌ قَد أُفَارِقُه

ثُمَّ لاَ أبكِى عَلَى أثرَِه

ثُمَّ لاَ أبكِى عَلَى أثرَِه

And a dear friend I may part with,

And a friend whom I am leaving

Then I do not weep after his departure.

Then I do not cry over his traces