بِحَقِّ فَضْلِ الرَّسولِ سُوْلِي

بَرِّدْ بِرُوحِ الوِصالِ صَالي

By the right of the Messenger's grace, comfort me

Return my longing soul with union’s spirit

سَبَى سَنا حُسْنِكُمْ فؤادي

مالي وما لِلْجَمالِ مَالِي

Your beauty has captivated my heart

I have nothing, and the beauty has no possessions

يا ظَبْيُ هَبْ لي رِضاكَ عَلِّي

أبْرا بِهِ مِنْ خَبالِ بالِي

O gazelle, grant me your acceptance

With it I will cure my afflictions and worries

أيْأسْتُ فيكَ العَذُولَ مِنّي

تَرَفُّعاً عَنْ مَقالِ قالي

Have I ever shunned you out of arrogance

And turned away from my words' implications

هَلْ أقْتَفي في المِلاحِ لاحِ

وأهْيَفي في العَوالِ والِي

Should I gather smiles during hardships

And collects intimacies amid estrangements