أَصوغُ الحُلى في كُلِّ يَومٍ وَلَيلَةٍ

أَصوغُ الحُلى في كُلِّ يَومٍ وَلَيلَةٍ

وَأُتعِبُ مِنّي في صِياغَتِها الحِسا

وَأُتعِبُ مِنّي في صِياغَتِها الحِسا

I fashion ornaments every day and night,

I fashion jewels each day and night

And strain my senses in fashioning them.

And tire myself engraving them

فَلَو مُتُّ ضُرّاً ما عَقَدتُ قِلادَةً

فَلَو مُتُّ ضُرّاً ما عَقَدتُ قِلادَةً

عَلى جيدِ مِن لا يَستَحِقُّ لَها لُبسا

عَلى جيدِ مِن لا يَستَحِقُّ لَها لُبسا

So even if I were to die of hardship, I would not fasten a necklace

If I were to die of grief, I'd not string

Around the neck of one unworthy to wear it.

A necklace on one unworthy of its dress