وَإِذا أَفاضَ الصَبُّ صَبَّ دُموعِهِ

وَإِذا أَفاضَ الصَبُّ صَبَّ دُموعِهِ

أَغنى الدِيارَ عَنِ الحَيا المُتَهَلِّلِ

أَغنى الدِيارَ عَنِ الحَيا المُتَهَلِّلِ

And when the lover pours forth his flood of tears,

When the youth pours forth his tears

He spares the dwellings the need for the smiling rain.

He makes the homes forget the murmuring brooks

ما دامَ وَجهٌ يَنجَلي عَن رَوضَةٍ

ما دامَ وَجهٌ يَنجَلي عَن رَوضَةٍ

فَعَلَيَّ عَينٌ تَنجَلِي عَن مَنهَلِ

فَعَلَيَّ عَينٌ تَنجَلِي عَن مَنهَلِ

As long as a face reveals a garden,

As long as there's a face that gleams from the garden

Then I must have an eye that reveals a spring.

My eyes will gleam from the fount