قلتُ لجَزّارْ عَشِقْتُو كَمْ تُشَرِّحْني

قلتُ لجَزّارْ عَشِقْتُو كَمْ تُشَرِّحْني

ذَبَحْتَني قالَ ذا شُغلي تُوَبِّخُنِي

ذَبَحْتَني قالَ ذا شُغلي تُوَبِّخُنِي

I said to a butcher I loved, “How you cut me up!

I said to the butcher of love, "How much will you dissect me?"

You have slaughtered me!” He said, “This is my trade—do you reproach me?”

You slaughtered me, he said, "That's my job, don't reproach me."

ومَالْ إليَّ وَبَاسْ رجلي يُرَبّخْني

ومَالْ إليَّ وَبَاسْ رجلي يُرَبّخْني

يُرِيدُ ذَبْحي فينفُخْني لِيَسْلَخنِي

يُرِيدُ ذَبْحي فينفُخْني لِيَسْلَخنِي

And he leaned toward me and kissed my foot, pampering me.

And he leaned towards me and kissed my foot to appease me,

He wants to slaughter me, so he inflates me to skin me.

Wanting to slaughter me, he breathes into me to flay me.