1. A soul stirred by a soul,
And tears that do not hold back,
١. نَفَسٌ يَحتَثُّهُ نَفَسُ
وَدُموعٌ لَيسَ تَحتَبِسُ
2. Songs are a cloak for anguish,
Neglected since time immemorial.
٢. وَمَغانٍ لِلكَرى دُثُرٌ
عُطُلٌ مِن عَهدِهِ دُرُسُ
3. What I used to conceal has become public,
Mute women speak of passion.
٣. شَهَرَت ما كُنتُ أَكتُمُهُ
ناطِقاتٌ بِالهَوى خُرُسُ