أَقولُ وَقَد ضاقَت بِأَحزانِها نَفسي

أَقولُ وَقَد ضاقَت بِأَحزانِها نَفسي

أَلا رُبَّ تَطليقٍ قَريبٍ مِنَ العُرسِ

أَلا رُبَّ تَطليقٍ قَريبٍ مِنَ العُرسِ

I say, with my soul distressed by its sorrows:

I say, as my soul grows weary with sorrows,

Ah, many a divorce comes soon after the wedding.

Alas! Will there be no quick divorce from this marriage?

لَئِن صِرتِ لِلبَقالِ يا شُرُّ زَوجَةً

لَئِن صِرتِ لِلبَقالِ يا شُرُّ زَوجَةً

فَلا عَجَبٌ قَد يَربُضُ الكَلبُ في الشَمسِ

فَلا عَجَبٌ قَد يَربُضُ الكَلبُ في الشَمسِ

If indeed you have become the grocer's wife, O Shurr,

If you become a grocer's wife, O most wicked wife,

then no wonder—a dog may lie down in the sun.

It would be no wonder for a dog to lay in the sun!