أَرسَلَت لي تُفّاحَةً نَقَشَتها

أَرسَلَت لي تُفّاحَةً نَقَشَتها

مِن فُؤادٍ بِحُبِّها مُستَهامِ

مِن فُؤادٍ بِحُبِّها مُستَهامِ

She sent me an apple she had carved

You sent me an apple you had carved

From a heart consumed with love for her.

Out of a heart that burned with love for me,

وَعَلَيها كِتابَةٌ مِن عَبيرٍ

وَعَلَيها كِتابَةٌ مِن عَبيرٍ

يا حَبيبي مِنّي عَلَيكَ سَلامي

يا حَبيبي مِنّي عَلَيكَ سَلامي

And upon it was an inscription in perfume:

And on it was a scent that bore the words:

O my beloved, from me to you, my greetings.

"My love, I send my loving thoughts to thee."