كَثّرتُ تَقبيلَ ثَغرٍ

كَثّرتُ تَقبيلَ ثَغرٍ

فَما شَفا لِيَ غُلَّه

فَما شَفا لِيَ غُلَّه

I kissed a mouth over and over,

I kissed a lip repeatedly,

yet it did not quench my burning thirst.

Yet its ache was never cured for me,

وَراحَ قَلبِيَ ظامٍ

وَراحَ قَلبِيَ ظامٍ

مِنهُ بِأَوَّلِ قُبله

مِنهُ بِأَوَّلِ قُبله

And my heart grew thirsty

And my heart went into darkness

from it with the very first kiss.

From its very first kiss.