بِأَبي هَل مَلَأتَ عَيناً بِشَيءٍ

بِأَبي هَل مَلَأتَ عَيناً بِشَيءٍ

هُوَ أَسلاكَ يا حَبيبِيَ بَعدي

هُوَ أَسلاكَ يا حَبيبِيَ بَعدي

May my father be your ransom! Have you filled your eye with anything

By my father's life, have you filled your eyes with something

that has made you forget me, my beloved, in my absence?

That took you away from me, my beloved?

طَعمُ كَأسي مُرٌّ إِذا لَم تَزُرني

طَعمُ كَأسي مُرٌّ إِذا لَم تَزُرني

وَهوَ يَحلو إِذا رَأَيتُكَ عِندي

وَهوَ يَحلو إِذا رَأَيتُكَ عِندي

My cup tastes bitter when you do not visit me,

The taste of my cup is bitter when you don't visit me

and it grows sweet when I see you with me.

And it sweetens when I see you here with me