كيف سُلُوِّي إذا تبدَّى

كيف سُلُوِّي إذا تبدَّى

بوَجْهِ مَعْشوقيَ العِذارُ

بوَجْهِ مَعْشوقيَ العِذارُ

How can I cease to love, when there appears

How can I console myself when there appears

Upon my beloved’s face the down along his cheeks,

The face of my beloved, so very fair?

والحُسْنُ في وَجْنتيْهِ غَضٌّ

والحُسْنُ في وَجْنتيْهِ غَضٌّ

ما اخْتلَف الليلُ والنهارُ

ما اخْتلَف الليلُ والنهارُ

And beauty in his cheeks is fresh

In his cheeks still so fresh is the blossom

As long as night and day alternate?

Whether it be the night or the morning’s air