شَجَتني وَأَبلَتني مَنازِلُ دُرَّسُ

شَجَتني وَأَبلَتني مَنازِلُ دُرَّسُ

أُسائِلُها عَمَّن عَهِدتُ وَتَخرَسُ

أُسائِلُها عَمَّن عَهِدتُ وَتَخرَسُ

Timeworn dwellings have grieved me and worn me down.

The dwellings of Darras have saddened and wearied me

I question them about those I once knew, but they are mute.

I ask them about those I knew, but they are silent

وَعَهدي بِها مَحفوفَةٌ بِبَدائِعٍ

وَعَهدي بِها مَحفوفَةٌ بِبَدائِعٍ

تَحُلُّ بِمَغناها بُدورٌ وَأَشمُسُ

تَحُلُّ بِمَغناها بُدورٌ وَأَشمُسُ

And I remember them surrounded by wondrous beauties:

And my covenant with them was studded with wonders

Full moons and suns would dwell in their grounds,

The full moons and suns used to shine with their singing

رَواجِحُ أَكفالٍ مَريضاتُ أَعيُنٍ

رَواجِحُ أَكفالٍ مَريضاتُ أَعيُنٍ

إِلَيهِنَّ يَصبو الراهِبَ المُتَنَطِّسُ

إِلَيهِنَّ يَصبو الراهِبَ المُتَنَطِّسُ

With heavy hips and languid eyes—

The swinging hammocks, the sick eyes

Even the scrupulously devout monk yearns for them.

To them would yearn the monk in his ragged clothes