يا بِأَبي مَنْ ذكرُهُ في الحَشا

يا بِأَبي مَنْ ذكرُهُ في الحَشا

ضيْفي وذكْرِي في الحَشا ضيفُهُ

ضيْفي وذكْرِي في الحَشا ضيفُهُ

Ah, may my father be ransom for him whose memory in my heart

Oh, my father, one whose mention in the crowd

Is my guest, while the memory of me in his heart is his guest.

Is my guest, and my mention in the crowd his guest

لا تحْسَبُوني ناعساً إِنَّما

لا تحْسَبُوني ناعساً إِنَّما

سَجَدْتُ لما مَرَّ بي طيفُهُ

سَجَدْتُ لما مَرَّ بي طيفُهُ

Do not think me drowsy; I merely

Do not reckon me asleep, rather

Prostrated myself when his apparition passed by me.

I bowed down to what passed by me, his apparition