خَدُّ الحَبيبِ زانَهُ

عِذارُهُ يا وَيلي

My beloved's cheek adorned him,

His reproach, oh my woe!

وَكانَ ظَنّي أَنَّهُ

يَميلُ بي عَن مَيلي

And I had thought he

Would incline towards me from his leaning,

فَلا خَلاصَ لي إِذا

لا وَالضُحى وَاللَيلِ

So there is no escape for me when

No, not the dawn nor the night.