كُلُّ قَلْبٍ عَلَيَّ كالصَّخْرِ ما لا

نَ وَهَيْهاتَ أَنْ تَلِينَ الصُّخُورُ

Every heart is as hard as rock against me

In vain for rocks to ever soften

مُغْلَقُ البابِ ما تلا سُورة الفت

حِ وقافٌ مِن دُونهِ والطُّورُ

The door is closed, no reciting Surat Al-Fatiha

A barrier ahead, and beyond Mount Tur