كأنّما الشمعتان إذ سمَتا

كأنّما الشمعتان إذ سمَتا

خدّ غلام محسن الغَيَدِ

خدّ غلام محسن الغَيَدِ

As though the two candles, when they rose high,

As if the two candles, when they rose,

were the cheek of a youth, exquisite in languid grace.

Were the flushed cheeks of a beautiful lad

وفي حشا النّهر من شعاعهما

وفي حشا النّهر من شعاعهما

طريق نار الهوى الى كبدي

طريق نار الهوى الى كبدي

And in the river’s depths, from their radiance,

And in the river's dark bed their rays

a path of love’s fire runs to my liver.

Made a fiery path of love into my heart