لِلَّهِ هَوىً خَسِرتُ فيهِ ديني

لِلَّهِ هَوىً خَسِرتُ فيهِ ديني

ما كادَ يُغِبُّ ذكره في حينِ

ما كادَ يُغِبُّ ذكره في حينِ

What a passion, by God—in it I lost my faith!

I have lost my religion in love of Him

Scarcely for a moment is the thought of him absent.

His memory scarcely leaves me for a moment.

إِن طَنَّ مَسامعي أَقل يذكرني

إِن طَنَّ مَسامعي أَقل يذكرني

أَو تَختَلِجِ العَينُ أَقل يَأتيني

أَو تَختَلِجِ العَينُ أَقل يَأتيني

If my ears ring, I say, “He remembers me.”

If my hearing deceives me, He reminds me,

Or if my eye twitches, I say, “He is coming to me.”

Or my eye stirs, He comes to me.