يا صَباحَ الحَبيبِ كيفَ نَراكا

إن تكُن صالِحاً فدُمتَ كَذاكا

O morning of the beloved, how do we see you

If you are well, may you stay that way

نمتُ بالجسمِ لا بجسمكَ مما

لا أرى ما أحبُّ حتى أراكا

I slept with my body, not with your body, from what

I do not see what I love until I see you

فَيكونَ السقامُ بي ما سَقاني

مِن ضَنىً لا أملهُ ما سَقاكا

So sickness will be in me what quenched me

From the thirst that I do not hope what quenched you

لستُ ممن يملُّ ما كانَ من عب

دِكَ هذا روحي وَهذا هَواكا

I am not of those who are bored of what was from the worship

Of you this is my soul and this is your love