بنيتي ريحانتي أشمها

بنيتي ريحانتي أشمها

فديت بنتي وعدمت أمها

فديت بنتي وعدمت أمها

My little daughter, my sweet basil—I breathe in her fragrance.

My little daughter — my sprig of sweet basil, whose scent I breathe in —

My little daughter is my sweet basil; I breathe in her fragrance.

I would sacrifice myself for my daughter—and may I be bereft of her mother.

I would ransom my girl with my own life; her mother, may I be rid of her.

I would ransom my daughter, and may I lose her mother.