لَو كُنتَ حَيثُ اِنصَبَّتِ الشَمسُ لَم تَزَل

مُعَلَّقَةً هاماتُنا بِرَجائِكا

If you were where the sun has risen, our hopes

Would remain suspended by your promise

وَيَوماكَ يَومٌ ما تُوازى نُجومُهُ

كَريهٌ وَيَومٌ ماطِرٌ مِن عَطائِكا

And your day a day whose stars cannot compare

Miserable, a day raining with your gifts