أقول لرب حسن قد رماني

أقول لرب حسن قد رماني

فمت بفاتك الأجفان فاتن

فمت بفاتك الأجفان فاتن

I say to a lord of beauty who has shot me—

I say to the Lord of beauty, he has shot me

So I died from a beguiler's deadly eyelids—

So I died by your absence, O beautiful one

ممبتي كيف تحييني فأوحى

ممبتي كيف تحييني فأوحى

ألم تؤمن فقلت بلى ولكن

ألم تؤمن فقلت بلى ولكن

"My slayer [uncertain reading], how will you revive me?" Then he revealed:

How will you bring me to life, so He inspired me

"Have you not believed?" I said, "Yes, but..."

Did you not believe? I said yes, but