1. Among my ribs is a hell from their love
And I wish they could hear its hissing
١. بَينَ الضُلوعِ جَهَنَّمٌ مِن حُبِّهِم
وَوَدِدتُهُم لَو يَسمَعونَ حَسيسَها
2. So with the darkness, tears were set free
And with the sunrise, sorrow was imprisoned
٢. فَمَعَ الظَلامِ الدَمعُ كانَ طَليقَها
وَمَعَ الصَباحِ الهَمُّ كانَ حَبيسَها