غريبةُ الدارِ سَبَتْ مهجتي

غريبةُ الدارِ سَبَتْ مهجتي

بالخلفِ ألقاها وتلقاني

بالخلفِ ألقاها وتلقاني

A woman far from home has captured my heart.

The strangeness of my abode has stolen my heart,

With broken promises, I meet her and she meets me.

I cast it behind me and it found me,

مِنْ كثرةِ القانيَ منْ خدها

مِنْ كثرةِ القانيَ منْ خدها

أشكو فيشكو قلةَ القاني

أشكو فيشكو قلةَ القاني

At the abundance of crimson upon her cheek

From the abundance of its perishers from her cheek,

I complain, while it complains of too little crimson.

I complain of the lack of perishers.