كَم قُلتُ وَهاجَ لوعةُ الشَوقِ إِلَيك

كَم قُلتُ وَهاجَ لوعةُ الشَوقِ إِلَيك

لَبَّيك دَواعيَ اِشتِياقي لَبّيك

لَبَّيك دَواعيَ اِشتِياقي لَبّيك

How often I said, as the pang of longing for you flared:

How often did I say, and longing's agony for you raged -

Here I am, O summons of my yearning, here I am!

I'll not undo love's collar from my neck -

لا أَخلَع ربقةَ الهَوى عَن عُنُقي

لا أَخلَع ربقةَ الهَوى عَن عُنُقي

ما وُشِّحَ بِالطَوق حَماماتُ الأيك

ما وُشِّحَ بِالطَوق حَماماتُ الأيك

I will not remove love's halter from my neck

No doves about their necks have rings like mine.

As long as the doves of the grove are adorned with collars.