بِت ناعِمَ البالِ بِقَلبٍ خَلى

الهَمُّ والأَحزانُ وَالوَجدُ لي

I spent the night comfortably with a heart devoid of worries,

Sorrows, griefs and passions are far from me.

ياراقد الليل هَناك الكرى

عَيني مِنَ الرَقدَةِ في مَعزِلِ

O you who sleep there in the ruins,

My eyes are set apart from slumber.

قَد بَرَّحَ الشَوقُ فَكَم ذا الجَفا

يا غايَةَ الآمالِ لا تَغفَلُ

How separation has wandered aimlessly, so many times!

O object of my hopes, do not neglect me!

كَم قُلتُ خَوفاً مِن دَواعي الهَوى

إِيّاكَ وَالهَجرُ فَلَم تَقبَلِ

How often I said, fearing the promptings of passion:

"Beware of avoidance!" But you did not accept.

اِذكُر عُهوداً حَيثُ واصَلتَني

وَنَحنُ بِالشَرقِيِّ مِن أربَلِ

Remember when you used to join me,

While we were in the east of Arbil.

وَالكَأسُ يَحكيها نَسيمَ الصَبا

تخجلُ نَشرَ المِسكِ وَالمَندَلِ

The cup tells of it, by the morning breeze,

Ashamed to spread the musk and mandil.

وَكُلَّما ناوَلتَني قبلَةً

أَشرَقَ وَجهُ الزَمَنِ المُقبِلِ

Whenever you would give me a kiss,

The face of time coming would shine.

وَأَنتَ بِالقُربِ إِلى جانِبي

أَحسَن مِن حَسناءَ تَحتَ الحُلى

And you being near me, by my side,

Is better than a beautiful woman adorned with trinkets.