قُلْ لِمَنْ نَامَ خَلِيَّاً

قُلْ لِمَنْ نَامَ خَلِيَّاً

مِنْ عَذَابِ المُسْتَهَامِ

مِنْ عَذَابِ المُسْتَهَامِ

Say to him who slept free

Tell those who sleep alone,

from the torment of the love-stricken one,

Free from torment's grasp,

وَلِمَنْ أَغْرَى دُمُوعَ

وَلِمَنْ أَغْرَى دُمُوعَ

العَيْنِ شَوْقَاً بِانْسِجَامِ

العَيْنِ شَوْقَاً بِانْسِجَامِ

And to him who made the tears

And those whose eyes rain tears

of the eye stream with longing,

In harmonious longing,

وَأَذَابَ الجَسَدَ المُضْ

وَأَذَابَ الجَسَدَ المُضْ

نَى بِأَنْوَاعِ السَّقَامِ

نَى بِأَنْوَاعِ السَّقَامِ

And melted the body, worn-

And those whose aching bodies

out by various kinds of illness:

Waste away in sickness,

نَمْ وَإِنْ كَانَتْ جُفُونِي

نَمْ وَإِنْ كَانَتْ جُفُونِي

لَمء تَذُقْ طَعْمَ المَنَامِ

لَمء تَذُقْ طَعْمَ المَنَامِ

Sleep, even though my eyelids

That though my eyes are wet

have not tasted the savor of sleep.

And know not sleep's taste,

مَاتَ شَافِيْكَ وَلاَ زِلْتَ

مَاتَ شَافِيْكَ وَلاَ زِلْتَ

May your healer die, and may you never cease—

Your healer lives, so hope.