ما أطيب ليلة مضت بالسفح

ما أطيب ليلة مضت بالسفح

والعيش بها يقصرُ عنه شرحي

والعيش بها يقصرُ عنه شرحي

How sweet was the night that passed at the hill's foot!

How sweet was the night that passed in the valley,

And the life within it is beyond my description,

Living it, my words fall short of describing,

اذ قلتُ لها بّوابنا انتِ متى

اذ قلتُ لها بّوابنا انتِ متى

ما غبتِ نخاف من دخول الصبح

ما غبتِ نخاف من دخول الصبح

when I said to her, 'You are our gatekeeper; whenever

When I said: Our doorkeeper, when will you be absent?

you are absent, we fear the dawn's entry.'

For when you're not here, we fear dawn will intrude.