قالوا سَيَقتُلُكَ الغَرا

مُ فَقُلتُ مالَكُمُ وَقَتلي

They said passion would be your end, so I said "Why do you blame me for my own death?

If I find pleasure in love's pain, leave off reproaching me, treat me with kindness."

إِن كُنتُ أَرضى المَوتَ في

حُبّي دَعوا لَومي وَعَدلي

They are intoxicated with the wine of love, spellbound by eyes that entrance,

My love, they seek to part us, may my family ransom you.

نَشوانُ مِن ريقِ الحَبيـ

ـبِ وَسِحرِ أَلحاظٍ وَدَلِّ

I have clung to the rope of your love, so cling, my love, to my rope.

هُم يا حَبيبي يَبتَغو

نَ فِراقَنا تَفديكَ أَهلي

لَقَد اِعتَصَمتُ بِحَبلِ حُـ

ـبِكَ فَاِعتَصِم حُبّاً بِحَبلي