أَهاجَ لَكَ الصَبابَةَ أَن تَغَنَّت

أَهاجَ لَكَ الصَبابَةَ أَن تَغَنَّت

مُطَوَّقَةٌ عَلى فَنَنٍ بكورُ

مُطَوَّقَةٌ عَلى فَنَنٍ بكورُ

Was your longing stirred by the song

The dawn has stirred you to sing

of an early-rising collared dove upon a branch?

Adorned with dewy buds aplenty

تَفَجَّعُ فَوقَ غُصنٍ مِن أَراكٍ

تَفَجَّعُ فَوقَ غُصنٍ مِن أَراكٍ

وَتَحتَ لُبانِها فَنَنٌ نَضيرُ

وَتَحتَ لُبانِها فَنَنٌ نَضيرُ

She laments atop a bough of an arak tree,

Lamenting on a branch of araks

and beneath her breast is a fresh green branch.

While beneath sweet buds galore