تلفت قَلبي إِلى الكرملِ

وَحنَّ إِلى عَهدِهِ الأَوِّلِ

My heart turned to Carmel

And yearned for its former days

وَمَرَّت بِهِ ذكريات الهَوى

رَواجعَ مِن ذَلِكَ المَنزل

Memories of love passed through it

Returning from that dwelling

تلفت كَما شئت وَاخفق لَهُ

سَحائِبُ هَمك لا تَنجلي

Turn as you wish and be sincere to it

The clouds of your sorrow will not clear