اِمزُجا لي بِماءِ دِجلَةَ كَأساً

اِمزُجا لي بِماءِ دِجلَةَ كَأساً

إِنَّني قَد مَلَلتُ ماءَ الفُراتِ

إِنَّني قَد مَلَلتُ ماءَ الفُراتِ

Mix me a cup with water from the Tigris.

Mix me a cup with the water of the Tigris,

Indeed, I have grown weary of the water of the Euphrates.

For I am tired of Euphrates' water.

وَأَندُبا دَهرَنا بِسالِفَتي دِج

وَأَندُبا دَهرَنا بِسالِفَتي دِج

لَةَ نَصبو وَنَجتَني اللَذّاتِ

لَةَ نَصبو وَنَجتَني اللَذّاتِ

And lament our days on the Tigris’s two banks,

And I lament the days of yore with my complaint,

when we yearned and gathered pleasures.

The adversities that befell me and the pleasures that spared me.

إِنَّ في دونِ ما تَذَكَّرتُ مِن ذا

إِنَّ في دونِ ما تَذَكَّرتُ مِن ذا

كَ لَعُذراً لِأَعيُنِ الباكِياتِ

كَ لَعُذراً لِأَعيُنِ الباكِياتِ

Indeed, in less than what I have recalled of that

For in less than what I remember

there is surely excuse enough for the eyes of weeping women.

There is excuse for weeping eyes.

أَنَّ في المَأتَمِ الَّذي شَهِدَتهُ

أَنَّ في المَأتَمِ الَّذي شَهِدَتهُ

لَسُروراً لِأَعيُنِ الناظِراتِ

لَسُروراً لِأَعيُنِ الناظِراتِ

That in the mourning gathering she attended

In the bereavement I witnessed

there was surely joy for the eyes of the women looking on.

There is joy for beholding eyes.

وَدَّ لَو يَملِكُ البُكاءَ فَتَفدي

وَدَّ لَو يَملِكُ البُكاءَ فَتَفدي

عَينُهُ عَينَها مِنَ العَبَراتِ

عَينُهُ عَينَها مِنَ العَبَراتِ

He wished he could command weeping, so that

I wish tears could be ransomed,

his eye might ransom hers from tears.

So that his eyes would spare hers the tears.