أُرانِيَI find myself مِنْfrom رَوْعاتِterrors بَيْنِكَparting from you نازِلاًdescending
أُرانِيَ مِنْ رَوْعاتِ بَيْنِكَ نازِلاً
عَلَىupon حَرَكاتٍmovements ماnot لَهُنَّfor them سُكُونُstillness
عَلَى حَرَكاتٍ ما لَهُنَّ سُكُونُ
I find myself, from the terrors of parting from you, plunged
Into movements that know no stillness.
وَمِنْand of عَجَبٍwonder أَنَّthat الأَسىgrief غَيْرُnot قاتِلِيmy killer
وَمِنْ عَجَبٍ أَنَّ الأَسى غَيْرُ قاتِلِي
عَلَيْكَover you وَأَنَّand that الصَّبْرَpatience عَنْكَaway from you يَهُونُbecomes easy
عَلَيْكَ وَأَنَّ الصَّبْرَ عَنْكَ يَهُونُ
And it is a wonder that grief does not kill me
Over you, and that bearing your absence comes easily.