وَمَرَّت فَقالَت مَتى نَلتَقي

وَمَرَّت فَقالَت مَتى نَلتَقي

فَهَشَّ اِشتِياقاً إِلَيها الخَبيثُ

فَهَشَّ اِشتِياقاً إِلَيها الخَبيثُ

And she passed by and said, “When shall we meet?”

Then the wicked one perked up, longing for her,

وَكادَ يُمَزِّقُ سِربالَهُ

وَكادَ يُمَزِّقُ سِربالَهُ

فَقُلتُ إِلَيكَ يُساقُ الحَديثُ

فَقُلتُ إِلَيكَ يُساقُ الحَديثُ

And nearly tore his garment apart.

So I said, “It is to you that these words are addressed.”