تَذَكَّرَ شَجوَه القَلبُ القَريحُ

تَذَكَّرَ شَجوَه القَلبُ القَريحُ

فَدَمعُ العَينِ مُنهَلٌّ سَفوحُ

فَدَمعُ العَينِ مُنهَلٌّ سَفوحُ

The wounded heart remembered its sorrow;

The heart recalled its anguish, the soul its grief

so the eye's tears stream down, pouring freely.

And tears flowed from my eyes like heavy rain

أَلا طَرَقتكَ بِالبَلقاءِ سَلمى

أَلا طَرَقتكَ بِالبَلقاءِ سَلمى

هُدُواً وَالمَطِيُّ بِنا جُنوحُ

هُدُواً وَالمَطِيُّ بِنا جُنوحُ

Behold, Salma visited you by night in al-Balqa,

If only you had passed by Balqaa, O Salma

in the still of night, as the mounts bore us, leaning forward.

Loitering, while my camel walked with heavy steps

فَبِتُّ بِها قَريرَ العَينِ حَتّى

فَبِتُّ بِها قَريرَ العَينِ حَتّى

تَكَلَّمَ ناطِقُ الصُبحِ الفَصيحُ

تَكَلَّمَ ناطِقُ الصُبحِ الفَصيحُ

So I spent the night with her, my eyes at peace, until

I lay awake there with teary eyes until

dawn's eloquent herald spoke.

The eloquent voice of dawn began to speak