وَخَمْرِيُّ الخُدُودِ يُريدُ بُعْدِي

وَخَمْرِيُّ الخُدُودِ يُريدُ بُعْدِي

وَقَلْبي بالصُّدُودِ كَواهُ كَيَّا

وَقَلْبي بالصُّدُودِ كَواهُ كَيَّا

And the one with wine-red cheeks wants me far away;

My rosy-cheeked beloved wishes me gone

And with rejection he has sorely seared my heart.

While my heart, so ensnared, yearns to stay

فَقالَ الوَجْدُ يَا نارُ اسْتَزِيدي

فَقالَ الوَجْدُ يَا نارُ اسْتَزِيدي

وَقَال الشَّوْقُ لِلأَجْفَانِ هَيَّا

وَقَال الشَّوْقُ لِلأَجْفَانِ هَيَّا

So passion said, "O fire, ask for more!"

Then passion said “O fire, rage and burn on!”

And longing said to the eyelids, "Come on!"

And longing cried “O eyes, weep away!”