| بدي حدا حبو عنجد زهقت | I crave a soul to truly love—my heart is parched and weary, |
| بدي حدا بقلبو حس حالي خلقت | A soul whose living pulse would make me feel newly wrought from ether, |
| بدي حدا بقربو ما حس بالوقت | A presence near enough that time, like honey, drips unnoticed from the day, |
| ينسيني الوقت ينسيني الوقت | Let time dissolve—let time unspool and leave no trace of sorrow, |
| وينك تعا خدني خدني من همومي | Where do you hide? Come—draw me out, steal me from these brooding shadows, |
| من خوفي الغريب خدني على دنيي ما فيها حدا | From this uncanny dread, bear me to a realm unpeopled, strange and clear, |
| إلا أنا وإنت وشمس ما بتغيب | Where only you and I remain, beneath a sun unsetting, burning bright and endless, |
| إنتَ وينك إنتَ سامعني حدا | Where are you now? Can you hear how I call—does my voice touch your waking?— |
| ما في حدا عنّي يسأل لو غبت | There is no one left who wonders for me—should I vanish, silence answers, |
| أنا بعترف إني عن حالي بعدت | I confess, it is I who wandered far from myself, grown estranged and drifting, |
| قلبي تعب مني ومن قلبي تعبت | My heart is worn, grown old from bearing me, as I am worn by bearing my heart, |
| من قلبي تعبت من قلبي | Weary—yes, worn through by the weight of my own heart |