فديت فتى يده بالحيا
وجبهته من حياءٍ نديَّه
I would ransom a youth whose hand is modest
His cheek is rosy from a becoming shyness
يسافرُ قصدِي إلى بابِهِ
فمنه المكان ومنه الهديَّه
He travels to my door with intent
The place and the gift are from him
فديت فتى يده بالحيا
وجبهته من حياءٍ نديَّه
I would ransom a youth whose hand is modest
His cheek is rosy from a becoming shyness
يسافرُ قصدِي إلى بابِهِ
فمنه المكان ومنه الهديَّه
He travels to my door with intent
The place and the gift are from him