قَد جِئتُ بابَ مُعذِّبي

قَد جِئتُ بابَ مُعذِّبي

أَرجو الوِصالَ وَالاِقتِرابْ

أَرجو الوِصالَ وَالاِقتِرابْ

I have come to my tormentor’s door,

I came to the door of my tormentor

hoping for union and nearness.

Seeking union and closeness

فَرَأيتُ فيهِ حاجِباً

فَرَأيتُ فيهِ حاجِباً

في كَفّه سَوْطُ العذابْ

في كَفّه سَوْطُ العذابْ

Then I saw a gatekeeper there,

But found there a guard

a whip of torment in his palm.

With a whip of torment in his hand

ما خِلتُهُ شمسَ الضُّحى

ما خِلتُهُ شمسَ الضُّحى

حَتّى تَوارَت بِالحِجابْ

حَتّى تَوارَت بِالحِجابْ

I had not thought him the midmorning sun

Never has the light of dawn

until it vanished behind the veil.

Touched him uncloaked by its veil