1. مِنكِ الجَمالُ وَمِنّي الحُبُّ يا نَوَسا

    فَعَلِّلي القَلبَ إِنَّ القَلبَ قَد يَئِسا

    From you comes beauty, and from me love, O Nosa.

    So console the heart, for the heart has despaired.

  2. يا حَبَّذا نَسمَةُ مِن توحَة خَطَرَت

    أَطالَتِ النَفسُ مِن أَسبابِها النَفَسا

    Oh, what a lovely breeze drifted by from Tuha!

    The soul drew out its breath because of it.

  3. أَضُمُّها ضَمَّ مُشتاقٍ بِهِ خَبَلٌ

    قَد رامَ كَتمَ هَوى أَحبابِهِ فَنَسا

    I embrace it like a yearning lover afflicted with madness,

    Who had sought to conceal his love for his loved ones, then forgot.

  4. إِن تَسمَعي قَرعَ ناقوسٍ بِقَريَتِكُم

    في مَطلَعِ الفَجرِ يَنعى اللَيلَ وَالغَلَسا

    If you hear a bell tolling in your village,

    At daybreak, announcing the death of night and predawn gloom,

  5. فَإِنَّهُ قَلبيَ المَنكودِ يَذكُركُم

    فَهَل سَمِعتِ بِقَلبٍ قَد غَدا جَرَسا

    Then it is my ill-fated heart remembering you.

    So have you heard of a heart that has become a bell?

  6. وَإِن تَأَلَّقَ بَرقٌ في سَماوَتِكُم

    فَإِنَّهُ مِن لَهيبِ القَلبِ قَد قَبَسا

    And if lightning flashes in your skies,

    Then it has borrowed fire from the heart's blaze.

  7. الروحُ إِن ظَمِئَت يَوماً فَحاجَتُها

    خَمرٌ سَماوِيَّةٌ فاحَت بِها قُدُسا

    If the soul thirsts one day, then what it needs is

    A heavenly wine, through which it breathes forth holiness.

  8. وَأَنتِ يا توحُ روحانِيَّةٌ خُلِقَت

    لِكَي تُرينا عُلا الجَنّاتِ مُنعَكِسا

    And you, O Tuh, are a spiritual being, created

    To show us the heights of Paradise's gardens reflected.

  9. هذا جَمالُكِ يَدعوني لِأَعشَقَه

    لكِنَّ ثَغرَكِ يا دُنيايَ ما نَبَسا

    This beauty of yours calls me to adore it,

    But your lips, O my world, have not uttered a word.

  10. اللَهُ يَشهَدُ أَنّي حينَ أَذكُركُم

    أُديلُ دَمعاً عَلى الخَدَّينِ مُحتَبِسا

    God bears witness that, when I remember you,

    I set pent-up tears flowing over both cheeks.

  11. عَسى نَسيمُ الصِبا يَسري فَيُسعِفُ بي

    قَلباً يَموتُ حَزيناً في الغَرامِ عَسى

    May the breeze of youth drift by and, through me, bring relief to

    A heart dying sorrowfully in love—may it be so.

  12. فَإِن بَعَثتِ لَنا مِن توحَةٍ خَبَراً

    فَكَم يُحِبُّكِ هذا القَلبُ يا نَوسا

    So if you send us news from Tuha,

    Then how dearly this heart loves you, O Nosa!