أيا ظبي لولا الذي في الحشا

أيا ظبي لولا الذي في الحشا

وفي القلب مني ولولا الحرق

وفي القلب مني ولولا الحرق

O gazelle, were it not for what lies in my breast

Oh deer, if not for what's in the thicket

and in my heart, and were it not for the burning,

And what's in my heart from me, and if not for the burning

لما هتك الدمع ستر الهوى

لما هتك الدمع ستر الهوى

وأوردني العشق بحر الغرق

وأوردني العشق بحر الغرق

tears would not have torn away love's veil,

The tears would not have torn the veil of love

nor would passion have led me into the sea of drowning.

And love would not have led me to the sea of drowning