وَما عِشقي لَهُ وَحشاً لِأَنّي

وَما عِشقي لَهُ وَحشاً لِأَنّي

تَرَكتُ الحُسنَ واختَرتَ القَبيحا

تَرَكتُ الحُسنَ واختَرتَ القَبيحا

And my love for him, ugly as he is, is not because I

My love for him is not bizarre, though

forsook beauty and you chose the ugly one.

I've forsaken beauty, choosing the uncomely.

وَلَكِن غِرتُ أَن أَهوى مَليحاً

وَلَكِن غِرتُ أَن أَهوى مَليحاً

وَكُلُّ الناسِ يَهوونَ المَليحا

وَكُلُّ الناسِ يَهوونَ المَليحا

Rather, I felt jealous at the thought of loving a handsome man,

Nay, I took pride in loving one most handsome,

when everyone loves the handsome.

When all mankind desires a comely lover.