إِستَقبَلَت وَرَقَ الرَيحانِ تَقطِفُهُ

وَعَنبَرَ الهِندِ وَالوَردِيَّةَ الجُدُدا

She picked the basil leaves as the wind blew

And gathered jasmines and roses newly bloomed

أَلَستَ تَعرِفُني في الحَيِّ جارِيَةً

وَلَم أَخُنكَ وَلَم تَمدُد إِلَيَّ يَدا

Don't you know me, girl next door?

I never betrayed you, yet you never held out your hand