وَما إِختَلَجَت عَينايَ إِلّا رَأَيتُها

وَما إِختَلَجَت عَينايَ إِلّا رَأَيتُها

عَلى رُغمِ واشيها وَغَيظِ الكَواشِحِ

عَلى رُغمِ واشيها وَغَيظِ الكَواشِحِ

And never did my eyes twitch without my seeing her,

My eyes moved not, but I saw her there

In defiance of her tale-bearer and to the vexation of the spiteful.

Despite her slanderers' rage and angry stare

فَيالَيتَ عَيني طالَ مِنها إِختِلاجُها

فَيالَيتَ عَيني طالَ مِنها إِختِلاجُها

فَكَم يَومِ لَهوٍ لي بِذالِكَ صالِحِ

فَكَم يَومِ لَهوٍ لي بِذالِكَ صالِحِ

If only my eye's twitching would last long!

Would that her sight might ever stir my eyes

For many a fine day of pleasure has been mine through that.

So many wasted days would turn to prize