وَلَيلٍ بَطيءٍ طُلوعِ الصَبا

حِ شَوقاً إِلى القَسَماتِ الصَبيحَه

The slow night of the dawn's youth

Yearned with desire for the radiant fates

أَبَحتَ فُؤادي وَأَنتَ المُباحُ

وَما كانَ مِن حَقِّهِ اَن تُبيحَه

You unlocked my heart while being benevolent

It was not right that you make it benevolent

وَما أَصحَبَت في قِتالِ العَذولِ

اَعِنَّةُ قَلبٍ عَلَيهِم جَموحَه

The viciousness of a raging heart did not help me

In the battle against separation

مُعَنّى بِريحِ شَمالِ الشَآمِ

لَقَد عَذَّبَ اللَهُ بِالريحِ روحَه

My essence is preoccupied with the north wind of Syria

God has surely tortured his soul with the wind

فَلا رَوَّحَ اللَهُ مِن قُربِكُم

فُؤادي بِخَطرَةِ يَأسٍ مُريحَه

May God not comfort my heart from your nearness

With a whiff of relieving despair