1. بِكُلِّ صُبحٍ وَكُلِّ إِشراق

    أَبكي عَلَيكُم بِدَمع مُشتاقِ

    At every dawn and every sunrise,

    I weep for you with the tears of one who yearns.

  2. قَد لَسَعت حيّة الهَوى كَبدي

    فَلا طَبيب لَها وَلا راقي

    The serpent of passion has stung my liver,

    So it has no physician, nor any healer by incantation,

  3. إِلّا الحَبيب الَّذي شغفت بِهِ

    فَإِنَّهُ رقيَتي وَترياقي

    Except the beloved with whom I am infatuated;

    For he is my healing charm and my antidote.