وَلي صاحِبٌ لا قَدَّسَ اللَهُ روحَهُ

وَلي صاحِبٌ لا قَدَّسَ اللَهُ روحَهُ

وَكانَ مِنَ الخَيراتِ غَيرَ قَريبِ

وَكانَ مِنَ الخَيراتِ غَيرَ قَريبِ

And I have a friend—may God never bless his soul—

I had a friend, may God sanctify his soul

And he was far removed from goodness.

Who was generous and kind

أَكَلتُ عَصيراً عِندَهُ في مَضيرَةٍ

أَكَلتُ عَصيراً عِندَهُ في مَضيرَةٍ

فَيا لَكَ مِن يَومٍ عَلَيَّ عَصيبِ

فَيا لَكَ مِن يَومٍ عَلَيَّ عَصيبِ

One afternoon I ate sour-milk stew at his house;

I dined with him once in misery

So, what a harrowing day it was for me!

Oh what a difficult day that was for me