يَا بَانَةً مَنْ لِي بِضَمِّكْ

يَا بَانَةً مَنْ لِي بِضَمِّكْ

يَا زَهْرَةً مَنْ لِي بِشَمِّكْ

يَا زَهْرَةً مَنْ لِي بِشَمِّكْ

O bān tree, who will help me embrace you?

Oh maiden with embrace I yearn

O blossom, who will help me breathe your scent?

Oh flower with scent I burn

يَا بِنْتَ سَيِّدَةِ النِّسَا

يَا بِنْتَ سَيِّدَةِ النِّسَا

ءِ تَرَفَّقِي بِحَيَاةِ أُمِّكْ

ءِ تَرَفَّقِي بِحَيَاةِ أُمِّكْ

O daughter of the foremost of women,

Daughter of the ladies' queen

be gentle, by your mother's life!

Go easy on your mother's life

مَا فِيَّ مَنْبِتُ شَعْرَةٍ

مَا فِيَّ مَنْبِتُ شَعْرَةٍ

إِلَّا بِهِ أَثَرٌ لِسَهْمِكْ

إِلَّا بِهِ أَثَرٌ لِسَهْمِكْ

There is not a single hair-root in me

In me no hair can sprout

that does not bear a trace of your arrow.

Without bearing mark of your arrow

كَلا وَلا فِي مُهْجَتِي

كَلا وَلا فِي مُهْجَتِي

مِنْ طُولِ صَدِّكِ غَيْرُ هَمِّكْ

مِنْ طُولِ صَدِّكِ غَيْرُ هَمِّكْ

No indeed, nor is there in my heart,

Nay, nor in my brain

owing to your long rejection, anything but anguish over you.

Other than your rejection and sorrow

أَصْبَحْتُ مُمْتَنِعَ الْكَرَى

أَصْبَحْتُ مُمْتَنِعَ الْكَرَى

لَمَّا جَفَانِي بَدْرُ تِمِّكْ

لَمَّا جَفَانِي بَدْرُ تِمِّكْ

I became unable to sleep

I've grown immune to wounds

when your full moon shunned me.

When your bright moon abandoned me

إِنْ لَمْ تَجُودِي بِاللِّقَا

إِنْ لَمْ تَجُودِي بِاللِّقَا

ءِ عَلَى الْمُحِبِّ وَلا بِلَثْمِكْ

ءِ عَلَى الْمُحِبِّ وَلا بِلَثْمِكْ

If you will not grant a meeting

If you don't show me affection

to your lover, nor allow him to kiss you,

Or grace me with your kiss

فَتَسَامَحِي لِيَ مَرَّةً

فَتَسَامَحِي لِيَ مَرَّةً

حَتَّى أَفُوزَ بِلَثْمِ كُمِّكْ

حَتَّى أَفُوزَ بِلَثْمِ كُمِّكْ

then indulge me just once,

Then pardon me just once

so I may succeed in kissing your sleeve.

So I may gain the kiss I miss