Translated by Abbas El Sheikh
Before you whom I love and you whom I don’t
I count my stumbles in vain
Before your indifference towards me
And the arousal of your femininity in my lips
I count my stumbles in vain
Before the memory of my father
I count my stumbles in vain
Before the sorrows of my mother
I count my stumbles in vain
Before my repeating failures
I count my stumbles in vain
Before the passport officers and security agents
I count my stumbles in vain
At the borders and the airports
I count my stumbles in vain
Before God
Before you whom I love and you whom I don’t
I count my stumbles in vain
Before your indifference towards me
And the arousal of your femininity in my lips
I count my stumbles in vain
Before the memory of my father
I count my stumbles in vain
Before the sorrows of my mother
I count my stumbles in vain
Before my repeating failures
I count my stumbles in vain
Before the passport officers and security agents
I count my stumbles in vain
At the borders and the airports
I count my stumbles in vain
Before God