قالتْ وفي الخَدَّينِ دَمْعٌ واكفُ:

قالتْ وفي الخَدَّينِ دَمْعٌ واكفُ:

تأتي لِماذا؟ كان يكفي الهاتفُ

تأتي لِماذا؟ كان يكفي الهاتفُ

She said, tears streaming down both cheeks:

She said with tears flowing down her cheeks:

Why have you come? The telephone would have sufficed.

Why have you come? The phone would suffice

عُدْ قبلَ أن يَدري زَبانِيَةُ الهَوى

عُدْ قبلَ أن يَدري زَبانِيَةُ الهَوى

فعليكَ هذا اللَّيلَ قَلْبِيَ واجِفُ

فعليكَ هذا اللَّيلَ قَلْبِيَ واجِفُ

Return before love's warders find out.

Go back before the keeper of passion learns

For my heart trembles for you tonight.

For upon you this night my heart is desolate

حَولي وحَوْلَكَ أَعْيُنٌ وعَواذلٌ

حَولي وحَوْلَكَ أَعْيُنٌ وعَواذلٌ

وبُروقُ حِقْدٍ أَسودٍ، وعواصفُ

وبُروقُ حِقْدٍ أَسودٍ، وعواصفُ

Around me and around you are eyes and censurers,

Around me and you there are eyes and flirts

And lightning flashes of black hatred, and storms.

And dark, intense flashes of hatred and storms

قلتُ: الحَياةُ مع العواذلِ والهوى

قلتُ: الحَياةُ مع العواذلِ والهوى

تَحْلو، وأنتِ مِنَ العواذلِ خائِفَةْ

تَحْلو، وأنتِ مِنَ العواذلِ خائِفَةْ

I said: Life, with censurers and love,

I said: A life with flirts and passion

Grows sweet, while you are afraid of the censurers.

Is sweet, and you are afraid of the flirts

أنا طائفيٌّ، كلُّ مُرْتَكِبِي الهَوى

أنا طائفيٌّ، كلُّ مُرْتَكِبِي الهَوى

قَومي، ومالكة القلوبِ العاطِفَةْ

قَومي، ومالكة القلوبِ العاطِفَةْ

I am sectarian: all who commit the offense of love

I am biased, all who fall into passion

Are my people, and emotion is the mistress of hearts.

Stand up, O queen of tender hearts

فدَعِي العُيونَ وحِقْدَها، ولَرُبَّما

فدَعِي العُيونَ وحِقْدَها، ولَرُبَّما

عَمِيَتْ، وجاءت للعواذلِ عاصِفَةْ

عَمِيَتْ، وجاءت للعواذلِ عاصِفَةْ

So leave the eyes and their hatred alone, and perhaps

Leave the eyes and their hatred, maybe

They will go blind, and a storm will come upon the censurers.

They will go blind, and a storm comes to the flirts

دِيني ودِينُكِ أُلْفَةٌ ومَحَبَّةٌ

دِيني ودِينُكِ أُلْفَةٌ ومَحَبَّةٌ

وحديقةٌ فوقَ الحدائقِ وارفةْ

وحديقةٌ فوقَ الحدائقِ وارفةْ

My religion and yours are harmony and love,

My religion and your religion are amity and love

And a lush, shady garden above the gardens.

And a garden above the most lush of gardens