كأنّهُ البدرُ لمّا جاءَ  مُختالا

كأنّهُ البدرُ لمّا جاءَ مُختالا

يُجاذبُ الحسنَ  أحبابًا وعذّالا

يُجاذبُ الحسنَ أحبابًا وعذّالا

He was like the full moon when he came, strutting proudly.

As if he were the full moon when he came prancing,

He vies in beauty with lovers and reproachers.

Displaying his beauty to loved ones and coquettes alike.

أفديهِ خلًّا .. ولو عزّ اللقاءُ به

أفديهِ خلًّا .. ولو عزّ اللقاءُ به

أفدي الدّيار وأفدي العمّ والخالا

أفدي الدّيار وأفدي العمّ والخالا

I would ransom him, a beloved friend, even if meeting him were hard.

I would ransom him sweetly...even if meeting with him were difficult,

I would ransom the dwellings, and ransom the paternal uncle and the maternal uncle.

I would ransom the homes and the paternal uncle and the maternal uncle too.

لمّا رآني أغَذَّ الخطو مبتسمًا

لمّا رآني أغَذَّ الخطو مبتسمًا

وقالَ هاتي .. فما أدركتُ ما قالا

وقالَ هاتي .. فما أدركتُ ما قالا

When he saw me, he quickened his pace, smiling.

When he saw me, he quickened his steps with a smile

And he said, “Give...”—but I did not grasp what he said.

And said, "Give me..." But I did not understand what he said.

ومالَ يروي من العينينِ لوعتَه

ومالَ يروي من العينينِ لوعتَه

ويُطعم القلبَ من أطيابِ ما سَالا

ويُطعم القلبَ من أطيابِ ما سَالا

And he leaned, quenching his burning longing from the eyes.

He did not quench his burning thirst from my eyes,

And feeds the heart with the sweetness of what flowed.

Nor nourish his heart with the sweetness that flowed from them.

وكادَ ..!! لولا ( شروقُ الشّمس) أيقظني

وكادَ ..!! لولا ( شروقُ الشّمس) أيقظني

وكدتُ ..!!  لولا الّذي ما بينَنا حَالا

وكدتُ ..!! لولا الّذي ما بينَنا حَالا

And he almost...! Had sunrise not awakened me.

And he almost...!! Had it not been for the rising sun awakening me,

And I almost...! Were it not for what stood between us.

And I almost...!! Were it not for what stood between us.

كانَ المنام قصيرًا .. آهِ واأسفي

كانَ المنام قصيرًا .. آهِ واأسفي

ياليتهُ واقعًا  .. أو ليتَه طالا

ياليتهُ واقعًا .. أو ليتَه طالا

The dream was brief—ah, alas for me!

The dream was short...Ah, woe is me!

Oh, if only it were real—or if only it had lasted longer!

I wish it were real...or at least, that it had lasted longer.