طابت بكِ الأيام وافرحتاه

أنتِ الأماني والغنى والحياه

The days have been blessed by you and made joyful,

You are my wishes, riches, and life,

فليذهب الليل غفرنا له

ما دام هذا الصبح عقبى دجاه

Let the night go away, we forgive it,

As long as this morning, following its darkness, shines,

يا من غَفَت والفجر من دارها

شعشع في الآفاق أبهى سناه

O you who slept while dawn rose from your abode,

Radiantly beaming its brilliant glory on the horizons,

قد طرق الباب فتى متعب

طال به السير وكلَّت خطاه

A weary youth knocked on the door,

Long has been his journey and numerous his steps,

نقَّل في الأيام أقدامه

يبغي خيالاً مائلاً في مُناه

Moving his feet through the days,

Seeking a lovely phantom in his dreams,

عندك قد حطّ رحال المنى

وفي حمى حسنك ألقى عصاه

At you he laid down his travel bags of wishes,

And in the heat of your beauty cast away his staff,

كم هدأ الليل وران الكرى

إلا أخا سهدٍ يغنِّي شجاه

How quiet the night and hushed the stars,

Except for a love-sick nightingale singing his sorrows,

ناداك من أقصى الربى فاسمعي

لمن على طول اللليالي نداه

He called you from the furthest land, so listen,

To him who through the long nights cried your name,

نادى أليفاً نام عن شجوه

عذبٌ تجنيه عزيزٌ جناه

He called a beloved, asleep to his passions,

Sweet, picked by one noble, and carefully guarded,

أحبّكِ الحب وغنى به

عفَّ الأماني والهوى والشفاه

I loved you with love, and sang of it,

The wishes, the passion, and the lips were released,

وإنما الحب حديث العلى

أنشودة الخلد ونحن الرواه

For love is but the secret of the sublime,

An eternal hymn, and we its chanters.