مرّت بعطر أحبّتي النسَماتُ

مرّت بعطر أحبّتي النسَماتُ

‏فسرت بهذي الروح منه حياة

‏فسرت بهذي الروح منه حياة

The breezes passed, bearing the fragrance of my loved ones.

The breeze passed by with the scent of my beloved

And from it, life coursed through this soul.

So it carried to this soul from it life

‏أفدي الذي إن غاب يوماً رسمه

‏أفدي الذي إن غاب يوماً رسمه

‏بسِمت لطيّب ذكره البسماتُ

‏بسِمت لطيّب ذكره البسماتُ

I would give my life for him: should his image be absent one day,

I sacrifice the one who if he is absent for a day

Smiles would smile at the sweetness of his remembrance.

Smiles are drawn by his beautiful memory