لوْ لمْ يكُنْ واديكُمُ بارداً

لوْ لمْ يكُنْ واديكُمُ بارداً

لَقُلْتُ منْ دَمْعي أتى الوادي

لَقُلْتُ منْ دَمْعي أتى الوادي

Were your valley not cold,

If your valley were not so cold

I would say the valley came from my tears.

I would have said my tears made the valley flow

أو لمْ يَكُ الشّادي بهِ أعْجَماً

أو لمْ يَكُ الشّادي بهِ أعْجَماً

طارَحْتُ شجْوي طيْرَهُ الشّادي

طارَحْتُ شجْوي طيْرَهُ الشّادي

Or were the singer there not without intelligible speech,

Or if the river had not been so strange

I would share my sorrow with its singing bird.

I would have set my longing free, a bird over the river