مِنْ ثغرِ مَنْ أهوى ومبسمِهِ

سرقَ السحابُ البرْدَ والبرَدا

From the lips of my beloved and her smile

The clouds stole the chill and the iciness

كالشمسِ تدنو بهجةً وسنا

ومتى أردتَ منالَهُ بَعُد

Like the sun drawing near, joyous and radiant

And whenever you wanted her love from afar