يا حَسبَ نفسي وكَفي

ارحم كَئيباً دنِفا

O you who suffice my soul—my all,

have mercy on one forlorn and wasting away.

يزيدُهُ عاذلُهُ

في كلِّ يومٍ شغفا

His reproacher only makes him grow

more ardent with every day.

فكانَ يخفي وجدَهُ

حتى بدا وانكشفا

He once kept his longing hidden,

until it showed and stood revealed.

فأصبح اليومَ بهِ

مستهتراً معترفا

And now, because of it, he has become

recklessly enamored, openly confessing.