عودي عودي فَما ليَ اليَوم سِواك

عودي عودي فَما ليَ اليَوم سِواك

لا لَذَّةَ لِلحَياة مُذ شَطَّ نَواك

لا لَذَّةَ لِلحَياة مُذ شَطَّ نَواك

Return, return, for today I have no one but you.

There is no pleasure in life since you went far away.

جِئنا فَتَمارَضتِ وَلَم تَشفِ جوى

جِئنا فَتَمارَضتِ وَلَم تَشفِ جوى

بِالعِلَّةِ ما اِعتَلَلتِ لَو صَحَّ هَواك

بِالعِلَّةِ ما اِعتَلَلتِ لَو صَحَّ هَواك

We came, but you feigned illness and did not heal love's ache.

You would not have made illness your excuse, had your love been sound.