قل لأجفانِكَ التي قَد رمَتني

قل لأجفانِكَ التي قَد رمَتني

سَلبَت لذَّةَ الكَرى أجفاني

سَلبَت لذَّةَ الكَرى أجفاني

Say to those eyelids of yours, which have shot me:

Tell your eyelids, which have shot at me

You have robbed my eyelids of sleep’s delight.

And robbed my eyelids of the sweetness of slumber:

آمِنِينا أن تَفتِنِينا وكُوني

آمِنِينا أن تَفتِنِينا وكُوني

مِن هَوانا سَليمةً في أمانِ

مِن هَوانا سَليمةً في أمانِ

Keep us safe from your bewitchment, and remain

“Spare us your enchantment, and be

unharmed by our passion, safe and secure.

Safe from our love, secure.”