يا من بدا من فيه لي

يا من بدا من فيه لي

راح كعَرْفِ المَنْدلِ

راح كعَرْفِ المَنْدلِ

O you, from whose mouth there appeared to me

O you whose breath upon me came,

Wine like the fragrance of aloeswood,

Like scent of apple blossom,

لم يأْت من قُطْرُبُّلٍ

لم يأْت من قُطْرُبُّلٍ

وهي شراب العسل

وهي شراب العسل

It did not come from Qutrubbul,

No turtle dove is here

And it is a drink of honey.

With drops of honeyed drink,

حَدَّدْتهُ بالقُبَل

حَدَّدْتهُ بالقُبَل

لكنْ عَلَى رأْي عَلي

لكنْ عَلَى رأْي عَلي

I punished him with kisses,

Yet your kiss has filled me

But according to Ali's opinion.

With all the sweetness love can think.