غدا جسمي بحبّك كالخيال

غدا جسمي بحبّك كالخيال

وما كلّنتُ جفوُنك عن قتالي

وما كلّنتُ جفوُنك عن قتالي

My body has become like a phantom through love for you.

Tomorrow my body is like a mirage in your love

And your eyelids have not grown weary of slaying me.

And I have not refrained my eyelids from fighting you

فأحي قتيل حُبك يا غزالُ

فأحي قتيل حُبك يا غزالُ

أرى الإحياء يُنسبُ للغزال

أرى الإحياء يُنسبُ للغزال

So revive the one slain by love for you, O gazelle!

So revive the slain of your love, oh gazelle

I see that restoring life is attributed to the gazelle.

I see that bringing to life is attributed to the gazelle