مرت بنا في الدير خمصانة

ساحرة الناظر فتانه

A charming girl passed by our monastery,

Bewitching all who saw her beauty.

أبرزها الرهبان من خدرها

تعظم الدير ورهبانه

The monks brought her out of her languor,

To exalt the monastery and its monks.

مرت بنا تخطر في مشيها

كأنما قامتها بانه

She passed by us with a gentle gait,

As if walking on clouds.

هبت لها ريح فمالت بها

كما تثنى غصن ريحانه

A breeze blew her way and she swayed with it,

Like a sprig of sweet basil bending.

فتيمت قلبي وهاجت له

أحزانه قدما وأشجانه

My heart was seized, and long dormant sorrows

And passions were awakened.