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لا لَيتَ رَيعانَ الشَبابِ جَديدُl layta rayna lshabbi jadydu
لا لَيتَ رَيعانَ الشَبابِ جَديدُ وَدَهراً تَوَلّى يا بُثَينَ يَعودُ فَنَبقى كَما كُنّا نَكونُ وَأَنتُمُ قَريبٌ وَإِذ ما تَبذُلينَ زَهيدُ وَما أَنسَ مِنَ الأَشياءِ لا أَنسَ قَولَها وَقَد قُرِّبَت نَضوي أَمِصرَ تُريدُ وَلا قَولَها لَولا العُيونُ الَّتي تَرى لَزُرتُكَ فَاِعذُرني فَدَتكَ جُدودُ
If only the prime of youth were new again And the time that has passed, O Buthayna, would come back So we could stay as we were, and you Would be near, and what you give would be small And I do not forget the things, I do not forget her words When my journey was near to Egypt, she wanted Nor her words, if not for the eyes that see I would have visited you, so forgive me, may your ancestors protect you