يا بِأِبي الشادن الرَخيم

أَسقمني لَحظَهُ السَقيمَ

O my father, the gentle breeze

Made me sick with his sick glance

مَبسمَهُ وَاللَما شَهيٌّ

عَلَيهما غلني تَحوم

His smile and his shy glance

Troubled me greatly

أَقعدني عَنهُ سوء حَظ

بِبَعضِهِ الدَهر لا يَقوم

Ill fate kept me from him

Some life spans don't stand upright

وَيلاي مِن أَين لي فُؤاد

يَقل وَالوَجد بي عَظيم

Woe to me, from where can I get a heart

That feels less, while my love is so great

تَوَقعت مُقلَتي خَيالاً

فَعزَ مِن ذاكَ ما تَروم

My hopes pictured a fantasy

But greater than that is what you want

هب زارَني مِنهُ طَيف

مِن أَين لي ناظر نُؤوم

If he would visit me like a gentle blowing wind

From where can I get a friendly eye to sleep