غزالُ فؤادي إليه صبا

غزالُ فؤادي إليه صبا

وهش ولولاه لم يهشش

وهش ولولاه لم يهشش

A gazelle—my heart has yearned for him,

My heart's gazelle went to him when it was young

And rejoiced; but for him, it would not have rejoiced.

And became infatuated, without which it would not have been so

أجل نظراً في نقا خده

أجل نظراً في نقا خده

وفي خدي الأصفر الأنمش

وفي خدي الأصفر الأنمش

Let your gaze roam over the dune of his cheek,

Just gazing at the softness of his cheek

And over my yellow, freckled cheek:

And mine, the yellowish, freckled one

تجد صحن خديه تفاحة

تجد صحن خديه تفاحة

وخدي من أجله مشمشي

وخدي من أجله مشمشي

You will find the expanse of his cheeks an apple,

You find his cheek looks like an apple

And my cheek, because of him, apricot-colored.

While mine because of him became sunburnt