بَكّي بِدَمعِكَ واكِفَ القَطرِ

بَكّي بِدَمعِكَ واكِفَ القَطرِ

اِبنَ الحَواري العالِيَ الذِكرِ

اِبنَ الحَواري العالِيَ الذِكرِ

Mourn, with your tears falling drop by drop,

Weep with your tears until they cease to flow

the son of the Disciple, exalted in renown.

O son of Al-Hawari, the exalted one