سَلامُ مَشُوقٍ مُغْرَمِ القَلْبِ صَبِّهِ

إلى حَرَمِ القُدْسِ الشَّرِيفِ فَقُرْبِهِ

Greetings of longing from a love-struck heart

To the blessed precinct of Jerusalem, so draw near it

سلامُ مُحِبٍّ كُلَّمَا هَبَّ طَارِقٌ

مِنَ الرِّيح يَلْقى نَشْرَكُمْ في مَهَبِّهِ

Greetings of a lover, whenever an east wind blows

He finds your scent scattered in its gusts

تَذَكَّركُمْ والشَّوْقُ يَجْرِي بِدَمْعِهِ

عَلى خَدِّه وَالوَجْدُ يَسْرِي بِقَلْبِهِ

He remembers you while yearning flows in his tears

Down his cheek, and passion flows in his heart

لَقَدْ كانَ يَرْجُو أَنْ يَبُثَّ اشْتِياقَهُ

شِفَاهاً فَلمْ يَقْدِرْ فَبثَّ بِلبِّهِ

He had hoped to pour out his longing in words

But could not, so poured it out in his innermost being

وَقَدْ كانَ يهْدِيه مِنَ النَّجْمِ نُورُهُ

فَمُذْ غَابَ عَنْهُ ضَلَّ ما بَيْنَ صَحْبِهِ

Its starlight had guided him, but when it was veiled

He wandered lost among his companions