تركتُ التي أهوي بجنب أغَلَّتِ

تركتُ التي أهوي بجنب أغَلَّتِ

فدتها نُفُوسُ الغانياتِ وقَلَّتِ

فدتها نُفُوسُ الغانياتِ وقَلَّتِ

I left the woman I love beside Aghallat.

I left the one I love by other charmers

May the souls of beautiful women ransom her—and still they fall short.

The souls of singers have ransomed her and she became fewer

تَوَلَّيتُ عنها مضرمَ الهم حائراً

تَوَلَّيتُ عنها مضرمَ الهم حائراً

فَأبردتُ باستنطاقه حَرَّ غُلَّتِى

فَأبردتُ باستنطاقه حَرَّ غُلَّتِى

I turned away from her, ablaze with grief, bewildered.

I turned away from her, kindling the fire of sorrow

Then, by making it speak, I cooled the heat of my burning thirst.

So I cooled the heat of my passion by conversing with her