يَقولونَ حُِجَّ البَيتَ وَإِجتَنِبِ الصِبا

يَقولونَ حُِجَّ البَيتَ وَإِجتَنِبِ الصِبا

وَصَلِّ الضُحى وَإِلبَس طِوالَ القَلانِسِ

وَصَلِّ الضُحى وَإِلبَس طِوالَ القَلانِسِ

They say, “Make pilgrimage to the House and shun youthful passion,

They say perform the pilgrimage and abstain from youth

and offer the forenoon prayer and wear tall caps.”

And pray at dawn and don long turbans

وَكَيفَ يَحُجُّ البَيتَ مَن في فُؤادِهِ

وَكَيفَ يَحُجُّ البَيتَ مَن في فُؤادِهِ

لِحُبِّ الغَواني البيضِ أَكبَرَ هاجِسِ

لِحُبِّ الغَواني البيضِ أَكبَرَ هاجِسِ

And how can one make pilgrimage to the House, when in his heart

But how can one whose heart is possessed

love of fair-skinned beauties is the greatest preoccupation?

By fair maidens perform the hajj pilgrimage

أُحِبُّ الغَواني الفارِكاتِ بُعولَها

أُحِبُّ الغَواني الفارِكاتِ بُعولَها

وَإِن كُنَّ لا يَمنَعنَ راحَةَ لامِسِ

وَإِن كُنَّ لا يَمنَعنَ راحَةَ لامِسِ

I love the beauties who loathe their husbands,

I love maidens who abandon their husbands

even though they do not fend off a caresser’s palm.

Even if they grant no rest to one who touches