قامَت وَتَبيَّنَت أَوانَ الصُبحِ

قامَت وَتَبيَّنَت أَوانَ الصُبحِ

حَرباً لي بِالذَهابِ بَعدَ الصلحِ

حَرباً لي بِالذَهابِ بَعدَ الصلحِ

She rose and appeared at break of dawn,

She rose and showed herself at daybreak,

waging war on me by departing after reconciliation.

At war with me, departing after reconciliation.

هَل نَصلُكَ يا صُبحُ خَضيبٌ بِدَمي

هَل نَصلُكَ يا صُبحُ خَضيبٌ بِدَمي

إِذ قَلبي من ظُباكَ دامي الجرحِ

إِذ قَلبي من ظُباكَ دامي الجرحِ

Has your blade, O dawn, been dyed with my blood?

Is your blade, O dawn, stained with my blood?

For my heart’s wound bleeds from your blades.

For my heart bears a bleeding wound from your blade-edges.