حَيّا بِها وَنسيمُها كَنَسيمِهِ

حَيّا بِها وَنسيمُها كَنَسيمِهِ

فَشَرِبتُها مِن كَفِّهِ في وُدِّه

فَشَرِبتُها مِن كَفِّهِ في وُدِّه

He greeted me with it, its fragrance like his own.

Her liveliness and her breeze like his breeze

So I drank it from his hand, out of love for him,

So I drank it from his palm in his affection

مُنساغَةً فَكَأَنَّها مِن ريقِهِ

مُنساغَةً فَكَأَنَّها مِن ريقِهِ

مُحَمَرَّةً فَكَأَنَّها مِن خَدِّه

مُحَمَرَّةً فَكَأَنَّها مِن خَدِّه

Going down smoothly, as though it came from his saliva,

Smoothly flowing as if it were from his saliva

Red-hued, as though it came from his cheek.

Reddened as if it were from his cheek