دَعوتُك في بَلوى أَلَمّت صُروفُها

دَعوتُك في بَلوى أَلَمّت صُروفُها

فَأَوقَدت من ضِغن عَليَّ سعيرَها

فَأَوقَدت من ضِغن عَليَّ سعيرَها

I called upon you amid an ordeal whose blows had fallen;

I called you in afflictions whose turns pained me

Then, out of rancor, you kindled its blaze against me.

So you ignited against me its raging fire

فَإِنّي إِذا أَدعوك عند مُلِمّة

فَإِنّي إِذا أَدعوك عند مُلِمّة

كَداعِيَة عِندَ القُبورِ نَصيرَها

كَداعِيَة عِندَ القُبورِ نَصيرَها

For when I call upon you in calamity,

When I call on you in adversity

I am like a woman by the graves calling upon her defender.

Like one calling out at graves for its helper