أَلا بِأَبِي مَنْ حُسْنُهُ وَحَدِيثُهُ

أَلا بِأَبِي مَنْ حُسْنُهُ وَحَدِيثُهُ

إِذَا مَا الْتَقَينَا لَذَّةُ الْعَيْنِ وَالسَّمْعِ

إِذَا مَا الْتَقَينَا لَذَّةُ الْعَيْنِ وَالسَّمْعِ

Ah, may my father be ransom for him whose beauty and speech,

By the one whose beauty and conversation

when we meet, are the delight of the eye and ear.

Bring joy to my eyes and ears whenever we meet

رَأَى مُقْلَتِي تَرْعَى رِيَاضَ جَمَالِهِ

رَأَى مُقْلَتِي تَرْعَى رِيَاضَ جَمَالِهِ

فَعَاقَبَهَا حَدَّيْنِ بِالسُّهْدِ وَالدَّمْعِ

فَعَاقَبَهَا حَدَّيْنِ بِالسُّهْدِ وَالدَّمْعِ

He saw my eye grazing in the gardens of his beauty,

My glances graze the meadows of his beauty

so he punished it with two penalties: sleeplessness and tears.

So he punishes them with cheeks wet with tears