أَلا إِنَّ قَلبي مِن فِراقِ أَحِبَّتي

أَلا إِنَّ قَلبي مِن فِراقِ أَحِبَّتي

وَإِن كُنتُ لا أُبدي الصَبابَةَ جازِعُ

وَإِن كُنتُ لا أُبدي الصَبابَةَ جازِعُ

Ah, indeed my heart, at parting from my loved ones,

Alas! My heart is torn by separation from my loved ones

though I do not reveal my ardent longing, is distraught.

Though outwardly I show not my inner turmoil

وَدَمعِيَ بَينَ الحُزنِ وَالصَبرِ فاضِحي

وَدَمعِيَ بَينَ الحُزنِ وَالصَبرِ فاضِحي

وَسِتري عَنِ العُذّالِ عاصٍ وَطائع

وَسِتري عَنِ العُذّالِ عاصٍ وَطائع

And my tears, between sorrow and patience, expose me;

My tears reveal the struggle between grief and patience

and my concealment from the reproachers is disobedient and obedient.

As I conceal my pain from the blamer and sympathizer alike