وَثَقيلٍ ما بَرِحنا

وَثَقيلٍ ما بَرِحنا

نَتَمَنّى البُعدَ عَنهُ

نَتَمَنّى البُعدَ عَنهُ

And a tiresome man—we never ceased

Still weary, we had not yet

wishing to be far from him.

Wished to be far from it

غابَ عَنّا فَفَرِحنا

غابَ عَنّا فَفَرِحنا

جاءَنا أَثقَلُ مِنهُ

جاءَنا أَثقَلُ مِنهُ

He went away from us, so we rejoiced;

It was gone so we rejoiced

someone more tiresome than him came to us.

Yet what came was heavier than it