رُبَّ لَيْلٍ بالصُّبْحِ مِنْ

رُبَّ لَيْلٍ بالصُّبْحِ مِنْ

وَجْهِ ليلى تَوَشَّحا

وَجْهِ ليلى تَوَشَّحا

Many a night, in the dawnlight from

Many a night at dawn from Layla's face

Layla’s face, has robed itself;

Drew light, as morning's freshness dons the dark

صَافَحَتْ فَوْرَةُ العِشا

صَافَحَتْ فَوْرَةُ العِشا

ءِ بِهِ نَهْضَةَ الضُّحى

ءِ بِهِ نَهْضَةَ الضُّحى

The surge of evening shook hands

And so the night's last flashes of delight

Within it with the rise of forenoon.

Made way for daybreak's joyful, hopeful spark