يا لَيلة حليت بِزَهر نُجومها

يا لَيلة حليت بِزَهر نُجومها

وَسهرتها حَتّى بَدَت لي عاطِلا

وَسهرتها حَتّى بَدَت لي عاطِلا

Ah, a night adorned with the blossoms of its stars!

O night that dawned with the flowers of its stars

And I kept vigil through it until it appeared to me unadorned.

And kept me awake until morning seemed vain,

لَم يَرضَ لَيلي إِذ تَجَلى بَدرُهُ

لَم يَرضَ لَيلي إِذ تَجَلى بَدرُهُ

حَتّى أَراني فيهِ مِنكَ مُخايِلا

حَتّى أَراني فيهِ مِنكَ مُخايِلا

My night, when its full moon shone forth, was not content

My night was not pleased when its moon appeared

Until it showed me, within that moon, likenesses of you.

Until it showed me in it estranged from you.

وَطَفَقَت أَرمق مِنهُ بَدراً طالِعاً

وَطَفَقَت أَرمق مِنهُ بَدراً طالِعاً

وَطَفَقت أَذكر مِنكَ بَدراً آفِلا

وَطَفَقت أَذكر مِنكَ بَدراً آفِلا

And I began to gaze at its rising full moon,

Then I began to glimpse in it a rising moon,

And I began to remember you as a setting full moon.

And I began to recall in you a setting moon.