يا بنت من لم يكُ يهوى بنتا

يا بنت من لم يكُ يهوى بنتا

ما كنت الا خمسة او ستا

ما كنت الا خمسة او ستا

O daughter of a man who never wished for a daughter,

O daughter of one who never wanted a daughter,

you were only five or six,

You were only five or six

حتى حللت في الحشى وحتى

حتى حللت في الحشى وحتى

فتتِّ قلبي من جوى فانفتّا

فتتِّ قلبي من جوى فانفتّا

until you came to dwell deep within my breast—and until

When you settled in my inmost heart, and when

you shattered my heart with love’s anguish, and it broke apart.

You shattered my heart with love's anguish, and it shattered.

لأنت خيرٌ من غلام أنتا

لأنت خيرٌ من غلام أنتا

يصبح مخموراً ويمسي سبتا

يصبح مخموراً ويمسي سبتا

Surely you—you yourself—are better than a boy, a boy

You are surely better than an effeminate boy,

who begins the day drunk and ends it in a stupor.

Who wakes hungover and spends the evening asleep.