أَيتُهُ كَالهِلالِ يَبدو

وَوَجهُهُ مُشرِقٌ بِلالا

I see him like the crescent moon

His face shining bright

مُخالِفٌ مُخلِفٌ لِوَعدي

ما قالَ يَوماً نَعَم بِلالا

Breaking his promise to me

Never once saying "yes" to me

ما بَلَّ يَوماً غَليلَ قَلبي

وَإِن دَعاهُ الوَرى بِلالا

Never once soothing my heart's torment

Though all the people call him "yes"

دَعَوتُهُ سَيِّدي وَيَوماً

في الدَهرِ لَم يَدعُني بِلالا

I called him "my master" one day

Yet in this life he never called me