Oh, you who pass through the spirit, I wish you would find the paths to come to the heart to dwell in it. It is enough for me that I am not reproachful to meet you. There is still room for us in dreams. I still follow the shadow of your ghost in the distance and extend my longing for happiness to return to me. Strive with tenderness, for all of me is weak. Am I satisfied to perish with your love, weak?
حطب روحي بديار البعد ..هميت
وعلى فراك الاحبهم شكثر ..هميت
المفارك لا تحسبه عدل ..هميت
ترى الميت والمفارك سويه
وعلى فراك الاحبهم شكثر ..هميت
المفارك لا تحسبه عدل ..هميت
ترى الميت والمفارك سويه
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Oh, you who gave me the cup of your love, here I am, between my passion, my longing, and my suffering. I tasted bliss when we met for a moment, and since we parted, there is no joy or bliss. What happened? Where is the union and where is what was said on the day of our meeting? For separation wounds every loving heart with a wound like the edge of a sword or the sharpest of spears.
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He left but he did not disappear, and his separation pains me, he is alive, watching and silent, and the distance wounds me, he is not dead, but his absence is the pain of my heart’s breaths calling out, and longing screams at me, his ghost passes by, and I embrace him in my memory and speak his name, with my silence and the whisper of my silence, as if he were close, but out of reach.
الِارْضُ ارْضِيٌّ وَالسَّمَاءُ سَمَائِيٌّ
لَيْسَ مَنْ مِثْلِكَ يُعَلِّمُنِي فَعَالِي
وَالْحَرْبُ حَرْبِيٌّ وَالنِّزَالُ نِزَالِيٌّ
وَالنَّصْرُ مُقْتَدِرًا اذَا كَانَ لِقَائِي
وَعَلِيَّتِي أَعْلَى مِنْ كُلِّ الْاعَالِي
وَ اعْدَائِي بِكَمْلَتِهِمْ فِدًّا
لَيْسَ مَنْ مِثْلِكَ يُعَلِّمُنِي فَعَالِي
وَالْحَرْبُ حَرْبِيٌّ وَالنِّزَالُ نِزَالِيٌّ
وَالنَّصْرُ مُقْتَدِرًا اذَا كَانَ لِقَائِي
وَعَلِيَّتِي أَعْلَى مِنْ كُلِّ الْاعَالِي
وَ اعْدَائِي بِكَمْلَتِهِمْ فِدًّا
Come on, don't leave me, it can't be that easy, babe
If you believe me, I guess I'll get on a plane
Fly to your city, excited to see your face
Hold me, console me, and then I'll leave without a trace
If you believe me, I guess I'll get on a plane
Fly to your city, excited to see your face
Hold me, console me, and then I'll leave without a trace