نَجمُ العُلا نَجلي هَوى

نَجمُ العُلا نَجلي هَوى

دَع لَوعَتي تَلتَهِبِ

دَع لَوعَتي تَلتَهِبِ

My son, the star of glory, has fallen.

The star of eminence, my son, has fallen,

Let my anguish blaze.

So leave my anguish to blaze unhindered;

لَم أَلهُ بِالحَسناءِ مُذ

لَم أَلهُ بِالحَسناءِ مُذ

أَودى وَلَم تَلتَهِ بي

أَودى وَلَم تَلتَهِ بي

I have not dallied with the fair one since

I have not dallied with the fair beauty since

he perished, nor has she dallied with me.

He perished, and she has ceased to beguile me.