ألا للهِ قلبُ صد

ألا للهِ قلبُ صد

أضللهُ ولا أجده

أضللهُ ولا أجده

Lo, to God belongs a heart that turned away.

Alas, my heart has strayed,

I lose it and do not find it.

Lost, and I cannot find it,

فما أبقى هواك له

فما أبقى هواك له

من البلوى ولا بعده

من البلوى ولا بعده

So your love has spared it nothing

So I cannot keep loving you

of affliction, nor has its distance.

Amidst such pain and distance.

فكيف أدار أكثره

فكيف أدار أكثره

على كتمانه كمده

على كتمانه كمده

How, then, was most of it turned

How can I conceal its flames,

by its grief, despite its concealment?

Or hide what's in my heart?

ستَعلمُ أن ذا الحرصِ

ستَعلمُ أن ذا الحرصِ

يجي في الموتِ ما ترده

يجي في الموتِ ما ترده

You will learn that one possessed of eagerness

You will learn that this passion

comes in death; you do not turn him back.

Comes, in death, to naught.