بالقلوب أشواق [Belqloob Ashwaq] [English translation]

We left each other but left longings in our hearts.

Our beautiful nights called us when we turned our backs.

We reached the highest levels of separation, the true separation.

You see how the troubles of times led us to exile.

We got thirsty due to longing and life became impatient with us.

O life be patient with us, don't abandon us!

Our love is tough, its days are long and aging is a thief! (1)

And I wish not that life lead us towards separation.

If the clouds of tears would rain from my eyes and cleans my iris,

Pride would repel it whenever we come.

Even if my life withers and years fall like leaves,

I have a self that never submits except for our Creator.

I folded my heart with my hands and pulled it from the neck.

We inherited glory and we were never raised in humiliation.

I don't want you to challenge the dweller of the deep-inside.

You'll be the loser if we don't get along.

I don't want you to challenge the dweller of the deep-inside.

You'll be the loser if we don't get along.

Yes, I admit loving you and having the highest levels of longing for you,

But my dignity is inheritance from our ancestors.

We left each other but left longings in our hearts.

Our beautiful nights called us when we turned our backs.

We reached the highest levels of separation, the true separation.

You see how the troubles of times led us to exile.