خالستُهُ قُبلَةً عَلى ظَمإٍ

خالستُهُ قُبلَةً عَلى ظَمإٍ

فَذُقتُ ماءَ الحَياةِ مِن شَفَتِه

فَذُقتُ ماءَ الحَياةِ مِن شَفَتِه

I stole a kiss from him in my thirst,

I kissed his thirst

And tasted the water of life from his lip.

And tasted life's water from his lips

فَاِرفضّ مِن فَرطِ خَجلَةٍ عَرَقاً

فَاِرفضّ مِن فَرطِ خَجلَةٍ عَرَقاً

فَصارَ خَدّي بَديلَ مِنشَفَتِه

فَصارَ خَدّي بَديلَ مِنشَفَتِه

Then he broke out in sweat from overwhelming bashfulness,

He perspired profusely from shyness

And my cheek took the place of his towel.

My cheek became a substitute for his lips