We serto wahdi sharidan, mohatama el khatawati,
And so I began to wander alone. My path crumbling before me.
Tahizoni anfasi, Tekhifoni lafatati.
My every breath shakes me. My every turn scares me.
Kaharebin laysa adri, men ain aw ain yamdi.
I try to hide myself. But from where can I escape?
Shakoon! Dababon! Hotaam! Baadi yomaziki baadi.
Doubt, fear and hopelessness keep tearing at me little, by little.
