أَتَطمَعُ أَن تُسالِمَني وَقَلبي

أَتَطمَعُ أَن تُسالِمَني وَقَلبي

بِعِلمِكَ مِنكَ مَكلومُ النَواحي

بِعِلمِكَ مِنكَ مَكلومُ النَواحي

Do you hope to make peace with me, while my heart—

as you well know—is filled with you in every corner?

وَما سَكَنَت رِماحُكَ مِن طِعاني

وَما سَكَنَت رِماحُكَ مِن طِعاني

وَلا جَفَّت سُيوفُكَ مِن جِراحي

وَلا جَفَّت سُيوفُكَ مِن جِراحي

Your spears have never ceased their thrusting into me,

nor have your swords dried of the blood from my wounds.