ربَّ أعمى أصمَّني عنْ عذولي

ربَّ أعمى أصمَّني عنْ عذولي

آهِ مِنْ سيفِ طرفِهِ المغمودِ

آهِ مِنْ سيفِ طرفِهِ المغمودِ

Many a blind man has deafened me to my reproacher.

O Lord, blind and deafen me to my tormentors

Ah, how I suffer from the sheathed sword of his gaze!

Alas from the sheathed sword of his glance

قدُّهُ والذؤابتانِ رمتني

قدُّهُ والذؤابتانِ رمتني

منْ طعينِ القنا وخفقِ البنودِ

منْ طعينِ القنا وخفقِ البنودِ

His stature and his twin tresses have cast me

His neck and the two forelocks have struck me

Among those pierced by lances and the flutter of banners.

With the piercing of spears and the fluttering of flags