1. اللهَ فِي قَلْبِي الذِي أَصْلَيْتَهُ

    بِسَعِيرِ هَجْرِكَ ذِي الْهَجِيرِ الْمُحْرِقِ

    For God's sake, spare my heart, which you have scorched

    With the blaze of your estrangement, with its scorching noonday heat.

  2. رِفْقاً بِهِ يَا أَيُّهَا الْقَمَرُ الذِي

    لَمْ يَخْلُ مِنْهُ مَغْرِبٌ عَنْ مَشْرِقِ

    Be gentle with it, O moon whose

    Setting has never been without a rising.