أفديكِ أيتها الدِمَنْ

رَكْبُ الحبيبِ متى ظعنْ

I ransom you, O familiar abode

When will the loved one's caravan pass by?

ظعنوا بظبيٍ ساكنٍ

قلبي وقلبي ما سكنْ

They passed by with a resting gazelle,

Yet my heart and heart would not be still.

ولقدْ عهدتك مَلْعَباً

للغيدِ والرشأِ الأَغنْ

I knew you as a playground

For the smooth and delicate branch.

يا لائمي في حبِّهِ

أيكونُ ما وتلومُ مَنْ

Oh you who blame me for loving him

Can there be what you blame and who you blame?