أَمائِلَةَ الأَلحاظِ عَنّي إِلى الأَرضِ

أَمائِلَةَ الأَلحاظِ عَنّي إِلى الأَرضِ

أَهَذا الَّذي تُبدينَ وَيحكِ مِن بُغضِ

أَهَذا الَّذي تُبدينَ وَيحكِ مِن بُغضِ

O you who turn your glances away from me toward the ground,

Turning your glances away from me to the ground

Is this the hatred you show—alas for you?

Is this what you show and speaks of your hate?

فَإِن كانَ بُغضاً لَستُ وَاللَّهِ أَهلَهُ

فَإِن كانَ بُغضاً لَستُ وَاللَّهِ أَهلَهُ

وَوَجهي بِذاكَ اللَّحظِ أَولى مِنَ الأَرضِ

وَوَجهي بِذاكَ اللَّحظِ أَولى مِنَ الأَرضِ

For if it is hatred, by God, I do not deserve it;

If it's hate, by God, I'm not deserving of it

And my face is worthier of that glance than the ground.

And my face is more deserving of that look than the ground