1. أَلا يا عَيشُ هَل لَكَ مِن مُعيدِ

    وَأَنّى لي التَناوُشُ مِن بَعيدِ

    Ah, life, is there anyone to restore you?

    And how can I reach it from afar?

  2. صبرتُ عَلَيكِ يا نَزَواتِ دَهري

    فَزيدي ما بَدا لَكِ أَن تَزيدي

    I have endured you, O caprices of my fate;

    So add whatever you see fit to add.

  3. وَلا وَأَبيكِ أُجري دَمعَ جَفنٍ

    فَما أجريتُ غَيرَ دَمِ الوَريدِ

    And, by your father, I shed no tears from an eyelid;

    For I have shed nothing but the blood of the jugular vein.

  4. وَماذا الحُسنُ مِمّا قَد عَهِدنا

    وَلَكِن جاءَ في خَلقٍ جَديدِ

    And this beauty is not among what we have known,

    But has come in a new form.