بأبي أنْتَ لم تَبِيتي فَوَافَى

طارِقاً طيفُك المَلِيحُ فَبَاتَا

By my father you did not spend the night, so

Your beautiful apparition kept visiting,

وتأبَّيْتِ أنْ تُغَنّي فَغَنَّى

عنكِ مِمّا اقْتَرَحْتُه أَصْواتَا

And you refused to sing, so he sang

On your behalf with voices he put forth,

ونَظَمْنا شعراً مليحاً فغنّناه

بِلَحْنِ يُحْيي به الأمْواتَا

And we composed a beautiful poem and sang it

To a melody that revives the dead,

في الثقيلِ الثاني فَزُوري إذا شِئْ

تِ لكنما نُفيدُكِ الأبْياتَا

In the second heavy meter, so visit if you wish,

But we only benefit you with verses.