لقد كنتُ زيراً للغَواني أزورُها

لقد كنتُ زيراً للغَواني أزورُها

فتُضربُ أوتارٌ ويقرُبُ نايُ

فتُضربُ أوتارٌ ويقرُبُ نايُ

Indeed, I was a ladies’ man, visiting the fair women.

I used to visit those who were lost in passions

Then strings would be plucked, and a reed flute would draw near.

Where strings would be strummed and flutes brought near

فأصبحت زيراً ناحلاً بعد نأيها

فأصبحت زيراً ناحلاً بعد نأيها

ستطلب أوتار ويقرب ناي

ستطلب أوتار ويقرب ناي

Then, after their departure, I became a thin treble string.

But now that she's gone from me, and far removed

Strings will be sought, and a reed flute will draw near.

For strings and flutes again I yearn and ache