وحق الهوى لو نلت من فيك رشفة

وحق الهوى لو نلت من فيك رشفة

لكان بها سعدي وكان شفائيا

لكان بها سعدي وكان شفائيا

And by love's sanctity, if I gained a sip from your mouth,

And had I but one draught of love from your being

It would bring me happiness and be my cure.

Therein lies my joy; therein my remedy

ولو مسحت كفاك قلباً فقدته

ولو مسحت كفاك قلباً فقدته

لعاد طروباً للحياة مناجيا

لعاد طروباً للحياة مناجيا

And if your two hands caressed a heart I had lost,

And were your hand to lightly touch my heart

It would return in rapture, communing with life.

Lost once, 'twould throb anew, and joyously

ولو نلت من ريّاك ريحاً أشمّها

ولو نلت من ريّاك ريحاً أشمّها

لأمسى بها الجثمان أخضر ناميا

لأمسى بها الجثمان أخضر ناميا

And if I caught a scent of your fragrance to inhale,

Could I but scent the winds that blow from thee

Through it, my body would turn green and flourish.

This frame with very life would spring, flowering

ولو سمعت أذني لصوتك نغمة

ولو سمعت أذني لصوتك نغمة

لما طربت يوماً لصوت شدا ليا

لما طربت يوماً لصوت شدا ليا

And if my ear heard a note of your voice,

And were my ears to catch your voice's tune

I would never thrill to a voice that sang to me.

Never again another's song would stir me