أَيُّها البَدرُ الذي ضَنْ

نَ عَلينا بِالطُّلوعِ

O full moon, you who withhold

your rising from us,

إِبْغِ لي عِنْدَكَ قَلْباً

طارَ مِنْ بَينِ ضُلوعِي

Search there beside you for a heart of mine—

it flew from between my ribs.

يا بَديعَ الحُسْنِ كم لي

فيكَ مِنَ وَجْدٍ بَديعِ

O marvel of beauty, how much

wondrous yearning I feel for you!