أَيُّ شَيءٍ في العيدِ أُهدي إِلَيكِ

أَيُّ شَيءٍ في العيدِ أُهدي إِلَيكِ

يا مَلاكي وَكُلُّ شَيءٍ لَدَيكِ

يا مَلاكي وَكُلُّ شَيءٍ لَدَيكِ

What shall I give you on the feast day,

What gift on Eid shall I present to you

What gift shall I offer you on this feast day,

O my angel, when you have everything?

My angel, though you have everything

O my angel, when you already possess everything?

أَسِواراً أَم دُمُلجاً مِن نُضارٍ

أَسِواراً أَم دُمُلجاً مِن نُضارٍ

لا أُحِبُّ القُيودَ في مِعصَمَيكِ

لا أُحِبُّ القُيودَ في مِعصَمَيكِ

A bracelet, or an armlet of pure gold?

Bracelets, or a necklace of fresh pearls

A bracelet, or an armlet of pure gold?

I do not like shackles on your wrists.

I do not like shackles around your wrists

But I despise the sight of chains upon your wrists.

أَمخُموراً وَلَيسَ في الأَرضِ خَمرٌ

أَمخُموراً وَلَيسَ في الأَرضِ خَمرٌ

كَالَّتي تَسكُبينَ مِن لَحظَيكِ

كَالَّتي تَسكُبينَ مِن لَحظَيكِ

Or wines, when there is no wine on earth

Wine, though no wine on earth compares

Or wine? Yet there is no vintage on earth

like that which you pour from your glances?

To that which you pour from your glances

To compare with that which you pour from your gaze.

أَم وُروداً وَالوَردُ أَجمَلُهُ عِندي

أَم وُروداً وَالوَردُ أَجمَلُهُ عِندي

الَّذي قَد نَشَقتُ مِن خَدَّيكِ

الَّذي قَد نَشَقتُ مِن خَدَّيكِ

Or roses, when the loveliest rose to me

Or roses, the loveliest rose for me

Or roses? When to me the fairest rose

is the one whose scent I have inhaled from your cheeks?

Is the one I plucked from your cheek

Is the fragrance I have inhaled from your cheeks.

أَم عَقيقاً كَمُهجَتي يَتَلَظّى

أَم عَقيقاً كَمُهجَتي يَتَلَظّى

وَالعَقيقُ الثَمينُ في شَفَتَيكِ

وَالعَقيقُ الثَمينُ في شَفَتَيكِ

Or agate, blazing like my heart,

Or carnelian, like my passion aflame

Or carnelian, burning like my heart's blood?

when your lips hold precious agate?

Carnelian most precious on your lips

Yet the most precious carnelian lies within your lips.

لَيسَ عِندي شَيءٌ أَعَزُّ مِنَ الروحِ

لَيسَ عِندي شَيءٌ أَعَزُّ مِنَ الروحِ

وَروحي مَرحونَةٌ في يَدَيكِ

وَروحي مَرحونَةٌ في يَدَيكِ

I have nothing dearer than my soul,

I have nothing more precious than my soul

I possess nothing more dear than my soul,

and my soul is pledged in your hands.

My playful soul held in your hands

And my soul is already held captive in your hands.