اسقم قلبي ثم لم يبره

اسقم قلبي ثم لم يبره

عاقد زنار على خصرِهِ

عاقد زنار على خصرِهِ

He sickened my heart, then did not heal it—

My heart grew sick and did not get well

the one who ties a girdle around his waist.

Binding his waist with a belt

لا تلفت روحي ولا روحه

لا تلفت روحي ولا روحه

حتى أرى بطني على ظهرِهِ

حتى أرى بطني على ظهرِهِ

May neither my soul nor his perish

Neither my soul nor his would turn

until I see my belly upon his back.

Until I see my belly on his back