فِراشي فِراشُ الضَيفِ وَالبَيتُ بَيتُهُ

فِراشي فِراشُ الضَيفِ وَالبَيتُ بَيتُهُ

وَلَم يُلهِني عَنهُ غَزالٌ مُقَنَّعُ

وَلَم يُلهِني عَنهُ غَزالٌ مُقَنَّعُ

My bed is the guest’s bed, and the house is his.

My bed is the bed of the guest and my house is his house

And no veiled gazelle has distracted me from him.

Though a veiled gazelle has not kept me from him,

أُحَدِّثُهُ إِنَّ الحَديثَ مِنَ القِرى

أُحَدِّثُهُ إِنَّ الحَديثَ مِنَ القِرى

وَتَعلَمُ نَفسي أَنَّهُ سَوفَ يَهجَعُ

وَتَعلَمُ نَفسي أَنَّهُ سَوفَ يَهجَعُ

I converse with him; indeed, conversation is part of hospitality.

I converse with him though conversation is from the villages

And my soul knows that he will fall asleep.

And my soul knows he will soon depart.