آهِ مِن منزِلٍ طوى إِيناسَهْ

آهِ مِن منزِلٍ طوى إِيناسَهْ

وأطالت أيَّامُه إِنحاسَهْ

وأطالت أيَّامُه إِنحاسَهْ

Ah, for a dwelling that has folded away its welcoming warmth,

Oh, from a home whose brightness has declined

And whose days have prolonged its ill fortune.

And whose days have stretched out in gloom

كالح الأرضِ خافِتِ الريح جَهْم الن

كالح الأرضِ خافِتِ الريح جَهْم الن

نبتِ لم تُنْطِقِ النوى إخراسه

نبتِ لم تُنْطِقِ النوى إخراسه

Bleak its earth, hushed its wind, grim its

Like the ground whose breeze is faint, whose plants

Vegetation—separation has not given voice to its muteness.

Have failed to grow, whose seeds are mute

كيف أَستعمِل الطلاقة ما بي

كيف أَستعمِل الطلاقة ما بي

ن ربوعٍ أسماؤها العبَّاسه

ن ربوعٍ أسماؤها العبَّاسه

How can I show cheerfulness amid

How can I be eloquent, amidst places

Abodes whose names are al-ʿAbbāsa?

Whose names are Abbas, and untamed wilds