Harful Ghayn · حَرْفُ الْغَيْنِ

غَدًا أَتَخَلَّـــــى عَـــنْ هُمُـــومٍ أُبَلِّــغُ
مَدِيحَ حَبِيبِي وَهْـــيَ نُعْمَايَ تُسْبَــغُ

Ghadan atakhallā ‘an humūmin uballighu
Madīḥa ḥabībī wa-hiya nu‘māya tusbaghu

Tomorrow, I shall cast away all worries and convey the praise of my Beloved, through which my blessings shall be made complete.

غَرَامِــي جَمِيعًــا لِلْمَدِينَةِ إِذْ نَـــأَتْ
دِيَارِي فَهْـــلْ يَا قَـــدْ تَرَانِي أُبَلِّـــغُ

Gharāmī jamī‘an lil-Madīnati idh na’at
Diyārī fahal yā qad tarānī uballighu

All my ecstatic love is for Medina; since my own lands are far, will you truly see me reaching it?

غِنَايَ بِهَــا عَيْشِــي بِهَـــا لَذَّتِي بِهَـــا
أَتَـــاهَــا رَسُــــولُ الْعَالَمِيـنَ الْمُبَلِّــغُ

Ghināya bi-hā ‘ay-shī bi-hā ladhdhatī bi-hā
Atā-hā Rasūlu al-‘ālamīna al-muballighu

My wealth is there, my life is there, my pleasure is there—the city to which the Messenger of the worlds, the Conveyor, came.

غَلِيـلِــيَ لاَ يُــــرْوَى بِغَيْـــرِ مَعِينِهَــا
وَإِنَّ شِفَائِـــي تُرْبُهَـــــــا إِذْ أُمَـــرِّغُ

Ghalīliya lā yurwā bi-ghayri ma‘īnihā
Wa-inna shifā’ī turbuhā idh umarrighu

My burning thirst cannot be quenched except by its fresh springs; and my healing is in its soil when I rub my face in it.

غَوَى وَعَدَى مَنْ قَـــدْ يَلُومُ بِحُبِّهَـــا
وَأَقْذِفُــهُ بِالْحَــقِّ فِي الْحِيــنِ يُدْمَــغُ

Ghawā wa-‘adā man qad yalūmu bi-ḥubbihā
Wa-aqdhifuhu bil-ḥaqqi fī al-ḥīni yudmaghu

He has gone astray and transgressed, the one who blames me for loving her; I strike him with the Truth, and he is instantly crushed.

غُـــرُورٌ هَوًى يَدْعُو لِرَبْـــعِ سِوَائِهَا
فَلَيْتَ فُؤَادِي فِي هَـــوَى تِلْكَ يُصْبَــغُ

Ghurūrun hawan yad‘ū li-rab‘i siwā-hā
Fa-layta fu’ādī fī hawā tilka yuṣbaghu

It is but a delusion and a whim that calls to any dwelling other than hers; would that my heart be permanently dyed in the love of that city!

عَلَــى سَاكِنِي وَادِي الْعَقِيقِ تَحِيَّتِـــي
وَإِنْ أَسْهَــرُونِي وَالْمَدَامِعَ فَـــرَّغُوا

‘Alā sākinī wādī al-‘Aqīqi taḥiyyatī
Wa-in ash-harūnī wal-madāmi‘a far-raghū

Upon the dwellers of the Valley of al-Aqiq be my greetings, even if they have kept me awake and emptied my tears.

عَلَى أَحْمَدَ الْمُخْتَارِ مِــنْ عِنْـــدِ رَبِّهِ
صَــــلاَةٌ وَتَسْلِيـــمٌ مِـــنَ اللّٰهِ مَبْلَـــغُ

‘Alā Aḥmada al-Mukhtāri min ‘indi rabbihi
Ṣalātun wa-taslīmun mina Allāhi mablaghu

Upon Ahmad, the Chosen One from his Lord, be a prayer and peace from Allah that reaches its fullest extent.