يا حسن ظبي غريرٍ
تلفت لما تلفت
O beautiful, gentle gazelle
As you turn your head this way and that
ذي وجنةٍ عند لثمي
شفت سقامي وشفت
With cheeks like a garden by my kiss
You saw my sickness and you saw
يا حسن ظبي غريرٍ
تلفت لما تلفت
O beautiful, gentle gazelle
As you turn your head this way and that
ذي وجنةٍ عند لثمي
شفت سقامي وشفت
With cheeks like a garden by my kiss
You saw my sickness and you saw