فيin القَلبِthe heart أَرىI see اِشتياقَهُlonging for him مركوزاfirmly rooted
في القَلبِ أَرى اِشتياقَهُ مركوزا
سرّاًa secret نَطَقَspoke الدَمعُthe tears بِهِof it مَرموزاin coded signs
سرّاً نَطَقَ الدَمعُ بِهِ مَرموزا
In the heart I see longing for him firmly rooted—
In my heart I see his yearning anchored
A secret the tears have voiced in signs.
Secretly, my tears speak of it in codes
حَقّاًtruly قَصَرَconfined الشَوقُyearning عَلَيهِto him هَمّيmy concern
حَقّاً قَصَرَ الشَوقُ عَلَيهِ هَمّي
مذsince مَدَّstretched out يَدايَmy two hands صدغَهhis temple-lock المَهموزاthe hamza-shaped
مذ مَدَّ يَدايَ صدغَه المَهموزا
Truly, yearning has confined my concern to him,
Indeed, my longing is focused on him
Since my two hands stretched out his hamza-shaped temple-lock.
Since he who admonishes extended to me his hand