وشادن اختلست زورته

خلسة عانى الهموم للفرح

Her lips were sighing as she stole away

Secretly bearing sadness, seeking joy

فقام يحي بقهوة بزغت

كالشمس في هالة القدح

So Yahya made some coffee, its first light

Like sunrise gleaming in his cup's embrace

تمازجت بالأناء من لطف

تمازج الروح منه بالشبح

It mixed inside the vessel, finely fused

As spirit mixes with its phantom trace