| Ya Rab, sarle | O Source beyond the arc of stars, be still in me, |
| mit sini | Centuries like dew dissolve in silence, |
| Bsoum wo bsale | Fasting and the hush of prayer braid through my breath, |
| Irhamni | Have mercy—let my thirst be slaked in shadow, |
| Ghina’i | My song, a vessel brimming with unspoken longing, |
| Li ashlaq ah | My hands ache for dawn, stained with restless gold, |
| Li ashlaq | My hands ache—veins of winter yearning, |
| Ya Rab | O Source, |
| Samti li ashlaq | My silence—an orchard of hands aching for bloom, |
| Li ashlaq | For hands aching, |
| Ya rab | O Source, |
| Amanit | I kept faith as a lamp cupped in the wind, |
| Jahadit | I battled the dust, the curling dark within, |
| Sta’bilni | Strengthen me, root me deep as cypress in gale, |
| Smahle etlob akher shi | Permit a final plea to rise through the night’s lattice, |
| Yareit, | If only— |
| Ya Rab | O Source, |
| Ghina’i | My song, a vessel brimming with unspoken longing, |
| Li ashlaq ah | My hands ache for dawn, stained with restless gold, |
| Li ashlaq | My hands ache—veins of winter yearning, |
| Ya Rab | O Source, |
| Samti li ashlaq | My silence—an orchard of hands aching for bloom, |
| Li ashlaq | For hands aching, |
| Ya rab | O Source, |
| Amanit | I kept faith as a lamp cupped in the wind, |
| Jahadit | I battled the dust, the curling dark within, |
| Sta’bilni | Strengthen me, root me deep as cypress in gale, |
| Smahle etlob akher shi | Permit a final plea to rise through the night’s lattice, |
| Yareit, | If only— |
| Ya Rab | O Source, |
| Er! | Hear— |
| Ham! | Bring— |
| Erham! | Pour mercy— |
| Erhamna! | Let mercy stream through us— |
| Er! | Hear— |
| Ham! | Bring— |
| Erham! | Pour mercy— |
| Erhamna! | Let mercy stream through us— |