ياO سُلَيمىSulayma ياO سُلَيمىSulayma
يا سُلَيمى يا سُلَيمى
كُنتِyou were لِلقَلبِto the heart عَذاباa torment
كُنتِ لِلقَلبِ عَذابا
O Sulayma, O Sulayma!
O Sulaimi, O Sulaimi
You were a torment to the heart.
You were agony to my heart
ياO سُلَيمىSulayma اِبنَةَdaughter of عَمّيmy paternal uncle
يا سُلَيمى اِبنَةَ عَمّي
بَرَدَgrew cool اللَيلُthe night وَطاباand became pleasant
بَرَدَ اللَيلُ وَطابا
O Sulayma, my paternal uncle’s daughter,
O Sulaimi, daughter of my uncle
The night has grown cool and pleasant.
The night grew cold and it was good
أَيُّماwhichever واشٍtalebearer وَشىspoke maliciously بيabout me
أَيُّما واشٍ وَشى بي
فَاِملِئيthen fill فاهُhis mouth تُراباwith dust
فَاِملِئي فاهُ تُرابا
Whichever talebearer speaks against me,
Whatever gossip gossiped about me
Then fill his mouth with dust.
Fill my mouth with dust
ريقُهاher saliva فيin الصُبحِthe morning مِسكٌmusk
ريقُها في الصُبحِ مِسكٌ
باشَرَhas mingled with العَذبَsweet الرُضاباsaliva
باشَرَ العَذبَ الرُضابا
Her saliva in the morning is musk
Her saliva in the morning is musk
That has mingled with sweet saliva.
She enjoyed the sweet kiss