كَلَّمَني وَالمُدامُ في فَمِهِ

كَلَّمَني وَالمُدامُ في فَمِهِ

قَد نَفَحَت مِن حَبابِ مَبسِمِهِ

قَد نَفَحَت مِن حَبابِ مَبسِمِهِ

He spoke to me with wine in his mouth,

He talked to me, wine in his mouth,

Its fragrance had already wafted from the bubbles at his smiling lips.

Exhaling the scent of his radiant smile.

وَراحَ كَالغُصنِ في تَمايُلِهِ

وَراحَ كَالغُصنِ في تَمايُلِهِ

سَكرانَ يَشتَطُّ في تَحَكُّمِهِ

سَكرانَ يَشتَطُّ في تَحَكُّمِهِ

And he went swaying like a branch,

He swayed like a branch, lost in rapture,

Drunk, going to extremes in his domineering ways.

Drunk, beyond all self-control.

بِاللَهِ يا بَرقُ هَل تُحَدِّثُهُ

بِاللَهِ يا بَرقُ هَل تُحَدِّثُهُ

عَن نارِ قَلبي وَعَن تَضَرُّمِهِ

عَن نارِ قَلبي وَعَن تَضَرُّمِهِ

By God, O lightning, will you tell him

By God! Lightning, can you tell him

Of the fire in my heart and its blazing?

Of the fire in my heart, of my despair?

وَهَل نَسيمٌ سَرى يُبَلِّغُهُ

وَهَل نَسيمٌ سَرى يُبَلِّغُهُ

رِسالَةً مِن فَمي إِلى فَمِهِ

رِسالَةً مِن فَمي إِلى فَمِهِ

And will a breeze drifting through the night convey to him

Can any breeze blow, bear to him

A message from my mouth to his?

A message from my mouth to his?

عَجِبتُ مِن بُخلِهِ عَلَيَّ وَما

عَجِبتُ مِن بُخلِهِ عَلَيَّ وَما

يَذكُرُهُ الناسُ مِن تَكَرُّمِهِ

يَذكُرُهُ الناسُ مِن تَكَرُّمِهِ

I marveled at his stinginess toward me, and at what

I'm amazed at his stinginess toward me,

People say of his generosity.

When people speak of his generosity.

هُم عَلَّموهُ فَصارَ يَهجُرُني

هُم عَلَّموهُ فَصارَ يَهجُرُني

رَبِّ خُذِ الحَقَّ مِن مُعَلِّمِهِ

رَبِّ خُذِ الحَقَّ مِن مُعَلِّمِهِ

They taught him, and so he began to shun me.

They taught him, so he shuns me now.

My Lord, exact justice from his teacher.

Lord, take vengeance on his teacher!