يا خُدُودَ الحُورِ في إِخجالها

يا خُدُودَ الحُورِ في إِخجالها

قَد عَلتها حُمرَةٌ مُكتَسَبَه

قَد عَلتها حُمرَةٌ مُكتَسَبَه

O cheeks of the houris, as they are made to blush,

O cheeks of the fair maidens in their shyness

An acquired redness has spread over them.

Blushing crimson, though unbidden, it dyes them

اِغتَربنا أَنتِ من بَجّانَةٍ

اِغتَربنا أَنتِ من بَجّانَةٍ

وَأَنا مُغتَرِبٌ مِن قُرطُبَه

وَأَنا مُغتَرِبٌ مِن قُرطُبَه

We are far from home—you from Bajjana,

We are both expatriates, you from Bejaya

And I, a stranger from Cordoba.

I from Cordoba, though now side by side

وَاِجتَمَعنا عِندَ إِخوان صَفاً

وَاِجتَمَعنا عِندَ إِخوان صَفاً

بِالنَّدى أَموالُهُم مُنتَهَبَه

بِالنَّدى أَموالُهُم مُنتَهَبَه

And we met among true-hearted brothers,

With brethren we gather, good company all

Their wealth plundered by generosity.

Their wealth as the dew, though all gone it be

عُصبَةٌ إِن سُئِلَت عَن نِسبَةٍ

عُصبَةٌ إِن سُئِلَت عَن نِسبَةٍ

فَإِلى أَرقَمِها مُنتَسِبَه

فَإِلى أَرقَمِها مُنتَسِبَه

A band that, if asked about its lineage,

A tribe, if you ask whence they hail

Traces its descent to its Arqam.

To their marks, their lineage, they point for reply

إِن لَثمي لَك قُدّامَهُمُ

إِن لَثمي لَك قُدّامَهُمُ

لَيسَ فيهِ فعلة مُستَغربَه

لَيسَ فيهِ فعلة مُستَغربَه

Indeed, my kissing you before them

Before them should my lips touch yours

Is no unusual deed.

No strange deed it would be, nothing to shy from

لاجتماعٍ في اِغتِرابٍ بَيننا

لاجتماعٍ في اِغتِرابٍ بَيننا

قَبَّل المُغتَرِبُ المُغتَرِبَه

قَبَّل المُغتَرِبُ المُغتَرِبَه

Because we share being far from home,

For exiles to meet thus in exile bound

The man far from home kissed the woman far from home.

The exile may kiss the exile he's found