ولا كلمة [Wala Kilma] [English translation]

Not a word and not a whisper

and no difficult longing or any reproach

I can't ever go back again

I accept my destiny

and I forgot who I am

for years I didn't know where I belong

Precious, another tear, nights

What's wrong with me? Doubt preoccupies me

Growing every day

My soulmate, it's hard to forget, my soul mate

My cries

and the pain and my wounds

and you, far away from me

If I forget

I will never be able to be myself around you,

or forget to sleep, or get my passion back

I will not ask or stay up late,

or send for you and waste any of my words