آهِ مِنْ غُرْبَةٍ وَفَقْدِ حَبِيبٍ

آهِ مِنْ غُرْبَةٍ وَفَقْدِ حَبِيبٍ

أَوْرَثَا مُهْجَتِي عَذاباً مَكِيثَا

أَوْرَثَا مُهْجَتِي عَذاباً مَكِيثَا

Ah, for exile and the loss of a beloved!

Oh longing and missing my beloved

Both have bequeathed my heart a lingering torment.

You burden my heart with lasting torment

لا تَسَلْنِي عَمَّا أُقاسِي فَإِنِّي

لا تَسَلْنِي عَمَّا أُقاسِي فَإِنِّي

بَيْنَ قَوْمٍ لا يَفْقَهُونَ حَدِيثا

بَيْنَ قَوْمٍ لا يَفْقَهُونَ حَدِيثا

Do not ask me what I suffer, for I am

Ask me not of what pains I withstand

Among people who do not understand speech.

Amongst a people who understand not my words