أَيُّها الحادِيانِ حُثّا العِيسا

أَيُّها الحادِيانِ حُثّا العِيسا

حامِلاتٍ مِنَ العَذارى شُموسا

حامِلاتٍ مِنَ العَذارى شُموسا

O you two camel-drivers, urge on the pale camels,

O two companions, urge on the camel train

Bearing suns from among the maidens,

Bearing suns of maidens

رامِياتٍ بِأَسهُمٍ نافِذاتٍ

رامِياتٍ بِأَسهُمٍ نافِذاتٍ

قاتِلاتٍ كلومُها لا تُوسى

قاتِلاتٍ كلومُها لا تُوسى

Shooting piercing arrows,

Shooting arrows penetrating

Dealing death, with wounds that cannot be healed.

Their deadly glances cannot be appeased

هُنَّ أَجرَينَ في الخُدودِ دُموعاً

هُنَّ أَجرَينَ في الخُدودِ دُموعاً

يَومَ وَدَّعنَنا فَسِلنَ نُفوسا

يَومَ وَدَّعنَنا فَسِلنَ نُفوسا

They made tears flow down the cheeks;

They shed tears in their cheeks

The day they bade us farewell, those tears flowed as souls.

The day we bid them farewell, saying goodbye to souls

كُلُّ هَيفاءَ كَالمُثَقَّفِ قَدّاً

كُلُّ هَيفاءَ كَالمُثَقَّفِ قَدّاً

لَحظُها كِالسِنانِ باساً وَبُوسا

لَحظُها كِالسِنانِ باساً وَبُوسا

Each slender-waisted maiden, like a straightened spear in stature,

Every beauty is like a ripe, reddish date

Her glance like a spearhead in fierceness and woe.

Her glance like flashing teeth, kissing and embracing

ساحِراتٍ يَردُدنَ مَن كانَ بِالسِّح

ساحِراتٍ يَردُدنَ مَن كانَ بِالسِّح

رِ كَما رَدَّ كَيدَ فِرعَونَ موسى

رِ كَما رَدَّ كَيدَ فِرعَونَ موسى

Enchantresses who defeat whoever practices sorcery,

Sorceresses chanting whoever was bewitched

As Moses thwarted Pharaoh's guile.

Like Moses turned back Pharaoh's sorcery

يا نَديمي قُم سَقِّني بِنتَ كَرمٍ

يا نَديمي قُم سَقِّني بِنتَ كَرمٍ

تَطرُدُ الهَمَّ صاغِراً وَالرَّسيسا

تَطرُدُ الهَمَّ صاغِراً وَالرَّسيسا

O my drinking companion, rise and pour me the vine's daughter,

My friend, rise and serve me a daughter of the Vine

Driving away humbled care and lingering grief.

Dispelling cares bowed down and vanquished

لا تُطِع مَن يَلومُ فيها فما اللَّذ

لا تُطِع مَن يَلومُ فيها فما اللَّذ

ذَةُ إِلّا أَن تَشرَبَ الخَندَريسا

ذَةُ إِلّا أَن تَشرَبَ الخَندَريسا

Do not heed whoever reproaches you over it, for pleasure

Heed not him who blames her, for what is delight

Is nothing but drinking aged wine.

Except to drink the juice of the grapevine?

وَاِجلُ مِنها عَلى النَدامى عَروساً

وَاِجلُ مِنها عَلى النَدامى عَروساً

حَبَّذا الراحُ في الزُجاجِ عَروسا

حَبَّذا الراحُ في الزُجاجِ عَروسا

And from it unveil a bride before the drinking companions;

And marry off to the repentant a bride

How lovely the wine, a bride within the glass!

Whose scent rejoices in the glass, a bride

ما بَدَت لِلقِسّيسِ إِلّا وَأَبدى

ما بَدَت لِلقِسّيسِ إِلّا وَأَبدى

لِلإِلَهِ التَسبيحَ وَالتَقديسا

لِلإِلَهِ التَسبيحَ وَالتَقديسا

Never did she appear to the priest without his offering

Nothing seemed to the priest but to voice

Glorification and hallowing to God.

Praise and sanctification to God