Ya layl el3ashe2een ahl elgharam masakeen
Oh night of infatuation, the descendants of love are the pitiful

3atbeen 3ala elayam weldama3 maly el3ain
Reproaching the days as tears fill their eyes

7ayfid b eih elnadam ma el2alb yama enzalam
What will [you] benefit from regret? When the heart is constantly wronged

W sneen betfout 3alayna w 3al gera7 sabereen
Years will pass us by as we are patient with our wounds

Ahh ahh ahh ya layl el3ashe2in
Oh oh oh the night of infatuation

Fi gera7 elsho2 yedoubu
Within the wound of yearning they melt

Msh radyeen yetoobu
They refuse to see the error of their ways

3an waylahom fel gharam
In the pain they've [felt] in love

E7tarou ya 3ayni 7eera
They're so confused, oh so bewildered

W el 2alb ma gabsh seera
But the heart hasn't said a word

Maktoub ya layl 3alayna
The night was destined [to be this way] for us

Nes-har wel khof maleena
Sleepless as fear fills us

How a7na 3amalna eih
What did we do wrong?

3alashan bnsoon hawana
[Is it] because we preserve our love

Ye7lalou ya layl bokana
That the night admires our tears more

W y3azebna b eedaih 
And tortures us with its [own] hands