لو جُمِّعَتْ نوبُ الزَّما

نِ من البعيدِ الى القَرِيبِ

If all the sins of time

Were gathered from far and near

ما كنَّ الاَّ دونَ ما

جَنَتِ القلوبُ على القُلُوبِ

They would be naught but pebbles

Compared to secrets hearts conceal