معذَّرٌ عشْتُ بتقبيلهِ
فمتُّ مِنْ عشقي وَمَنْ عاشَ ماتْ
Forgive me, I lived intoxicated by his kiss
I died from my passion though who lives must die
فثغرُهُ والشَّعرُ في خدِّهِ
هذا سنيناتٌ وهذا نباتْ
His lips and the hair on his cheek
معذَّرٌ عشْتُ بتقبيلهِ
فمتُّ مِنْ عشقي وَمَنْ عاشَ ماتْ
Forgive me, I lived intoxicated by his kiss
I died from my passion though who lives must die
فثغرُهُ والشَّعرُ في خدِّهِ
هذا سنيناتٌ وهذا نباتْ
His lips and the hair on his cheek