تلعب وانا .. ما عاد لي بالطرب شف
لعبك بروحي بدل الفرح بجراح
You play while I...have no more joy in music
Your playing with my soul replaced joy with wounds
زل الطرب يا موجع الطار بالكف
شابت قوافي الليل .. نور الضحى لاح
The joy slipped away, O painful wind blowing in the palm trees
The rhymes of the night have grown old...the light of dawn appeared
كانك تدق القلب .. دقك على الدف
عسى الضلوع توقي القلب لا طاح
As if you were beating on the heart...your beating upon the tambourine
I hope the ribs will protect the heart lest it falls
شفتك .. ولا ادري من قضب بعدك الصف
ناس ٍ كثير .. وكنهم عندي أشباح
I saw you...and do not know who else stood in line after you
Many people...yet they seemed to me like ghosts
نورك دعاني عندك الشوف وقف
كنه فنارٍٍٍ لاح في عين ملاح
Your light invited me to stop and see you
As if a beacon appeared in the eyes of a sailor
من له ثمان اسنين من راح منكف
خلّى السفين وعارض الموج سباح
He who is eighteen years old and set sail
Left the boat and challenged the waves swimming
من فرحته ما حسب االحيل يتلف
غلب عليه الموج والقاع منزاح
In his joy he did not calculate the ropes wearing out
The waves overpowered him and the bottom shifted