أَلا لَيتَ الإِلهَ يُحينُ سَلمى

فَإِنَّ اللَهَ يَفعَلُ ما يَشاءُ

Oh my friend, if only God would return Salma

For truly, God does whatever He wills

فَيُخرِجُها فَيَطرَحُها بِأَرضٍ

وَيُرقِدُها وَقَد سَقَطَ الرِداءُ

He would bring her out and lay her on the ground

And let her rest, her clothes fallen away

وَيَأتي بي فَيَطرَحُني عَلَيها

فَأوقِظُها وَقَد قُضِيَ القَضاءُ

And He would bring me and lay me down upon her

I would wake her though fate had run its course

وَيُرسِلُ دَيمَةً سَحّاً عَلَينا

فَيَغسِلُنا فَلا يَبقى العَناءُ

He would send a gentle rain to wash over us

Cleansing us so no sorrow would remain