لساني كتومٌ لأسراركمُ

لساني كتومٌ لأسراركمُ

ودمعي نمومٌ لِسرِّي مُذيع

ودمعي نمومٌ لِسرِّي مُذيع

My tongue is discreet about your secrets,

My tongue conceals the secrets you confide

And my tears are telltales, revealing my secret.

My tears proclaim aloud my hidden side

فلولا دموعي كتمتُ الهوى

فلولا دموعي كتمتُ الهوى

ولولا الهوى لم يكن لي دُموع

ولولا الهوى لم يكن لي دُموع

So, were it not for my tears, I would conceal my love,

If not for tears, passion I'd have denied

And were it not for love, I would have no tears.

If not for passion, I'd have never cried