1. O prince of song, my soul ransoms you
From the vicissitudes of love and the injustice of passion

2. Your youth has withered until
You have become like a phantom in dreams

3. And your strong voice has become a moan
The melody weeps, the tunes complain

4. Take my tears and with them jest, O mocker
Melted from the harshness of love and oblivion

5. Yearning for you kept me from seeing you
In the land of palm trees and sand dunes

6. Egypt called me, so I lost my mind
And forgot my muse and master

7. And neglected my duty when you visited
Mecca among the foremost leaders

8. I am in spirit and heart sincere
Receive my greeting and peace