أرأفي يا سماء بالمفجوع

أرأفي يا سماء بالمفجوع

بضراعاته وتلك الدموع

بضراعاته وتلك الدموع

Have pity, O heaven, on the grief-stricken one,

I implore you, o heavens, have mercy

for his humble pleas and those tears.

On his outstretched arms and those tears

بائس ينخز الاسى قلبه كل

بائس ينخز الاسى قلبه كل

لياليه ليلة الملسوع

لياليه ليلة الملسوع

A wretch—sorrow pricks his heart; every

Wretched, anguish pierces his heart each

night of his is the night of one who has been stung.

Night, the night of torment