إن كنت في روض الجنان ولم أر

إن كنت في روض الجنان ولم أر

وجه البشير فما لدي سرور

وجه البشير فما لدي سرور

If I were in the garden of Paradise and did not see

If I were in the gardens of paradise and did not see

Bashir's face, I would have no joy.

The face of al-Bashir, I would have no joy

أو كنت ف سم الخياط ومقلتي

أو كنت ف سم الخياط ومقلتي

ترعى محياه فذاك حبور

ترعى محياه فذاك حبور

Or if I were in the eye of a needle, and my eye

Or if my scissors were grazing the cheeks

Gazed upon his countenance, that would be bliss.

That would be real bliss