لِي فيكَ قلبٌ ما انتَهى

لِي فيكَ قلبٌ ما انتَهى

عَن غيّهِ ولا ارْعَوى

عَن غيّهِ ولا ارْعَوى

I have a heart for you that has not desisted

I have a heart that knows no end

From its waywardness, nor come to its senses,

To its passion, nor will it bend

وأضلعٌ مِمّا بها

وأضلعٌ مِمّا بها

كادتْ تطيرُ في الهوا

كادتْ تطيرُ في الهوا

And ribs that, from what is within them,

And ribs that almost took flight

Have almost flown into the air.

From the longing that fuels their plight