غرام حب ووله واحاسيساشواق عشاق ليل باريسلا ماتقارن في عشقيبأي حسبة ومقاييسنعم,نعم اشتاق واحن لك اغاركثر ما نجد تشتاق للأمطار
تعبت اشرحك فعلا محتارمالقيتك اتعبت القواميس
سؤال ماهزتك الاشواق؟بلاك هالكون كله ضاقلاني بصراحه اعانيواشغلتني الهواجيسياليت تحس قلبي اشكثر منجنبيموت ان غبت بينتحر اظنتعال في جوفه واحتله استوطنياروح وقلب ونور عيون بلقيس
The passion of my love towards you, my feelings of yearning, is like that of the lovers in the Paris at night,No, don't compare my love with anything that can be measured or calculated,Yes, yes, I miss you, and I want you, am jealous for you, I miss you just as Najd [1] misses the rain,
I am tired of explaining how confused I am,I didn't find you, and I am tired since I cannot find words to describe it, [2]
I have a question, "Were never your yearnings shaking you?"Without you, this world becomes narrow and in distress,Because, to be honest, I am suffering and my painful feelings are occupying me,I wish you feel how I go crazy on you, and die in your absence, I think I am committing suicide,Come to my depths and conquer me, within my soul, my heart and the light of Balqees' eyes. [3]