يا نَفس بَكّي بأَدمُع هُتُنِ

يا نَفس بَكّي بأَدمُع هُتُنِ

وَواكِفٍ كالجمانِ في سَنَنِ

وَواكِفٍ كالجمانِ في سَنَنِ

O soul, weep with tears that pour in torrents,

O soul, weep with streaming tears,

streaming like pearls strung in a row,

And falling drops like pearls in a steady stream,

عَلى دَليلي وَقائِدي وَيَدي

عَلى دَليلي وَقائِدي وَيَدي

ونُورُ وَجهي وَسائِسَ البَدَنِ

ونُورُ وَجهي وَسائِسَ البَدَنِ

for my guide, my leader, and my hand,

For my guide, my leader, and my hand,

the light of my face and governor of my body.

And the light of my face and the governor of the body.

أَبكي عَليها بِها مَخافَةَ أَن

أَبكي عَليها بِها مَخافَةَ أَن

يَقرُنَني والظَلامُ في قَرَنِ

يَقرُنَني والظَلامُ في قَرَنِ

I weep for it with its own tears, fearing that

I weep over it with it, for fear that

it will yoke me together with darkness.

I may be bound together with darkness by a single tether.