وَيحَ جِسمي مِن غَزالٍ

مُقلَتاه شَفَتاه

My body yearns for a gazelle

With eyes so bright and lips so fair

وَهوَ إِن جادَ بِلَثمٍ

شَفَتاه شَفَتاه

If he would kiss me with his mouth

Those lips, those lips I'd gladly share