سمعت الناي عن قصبتو يحكي فراقو
I've heard the flute talking of its separation from its cane
مقطوع من ساقو يشكي حال العشاق
having its leg cut, crying out the lovers' struggle
نادى القلوب اللي مشركاها الاشواق
he called out for the hearts that are torn apart from yearning,
اللي تذوب في نار الهوى وتحرق
melting into the fire of desire and burning.
الناي عن قصبتو يحكي فراقو
The flute, talking of being parted from its cane..
كل من حي بعيد عن صاحبه
every soul that is estranged from its partner
يحلم بالحين فين هو يرجع ليه
is dreaming of the time it goes back to them
صوت الناي ما هو ريح بل هو نار
the sound of flute ain't air but a fire,
ويموت الحي اللي لا لهيب له
and dies the one who has no flames
نار الحب في جوف قصبنا
the fire of love is in the depth of our cane,
واسرار الحب خمور شربنا
and the secrets of love are wine we've drunk
نار الحب في جوف قصبنا
the fire of love is in the bottom of our cane,
واسرار الحب امور جربنا
and the secrets of love are matters we have been through
سري، عن نواحي ما هو بعيد
my secret ain't far away from here,
ولا وذن سمعاتو
no ear has heard of it
ولاشافتو شي عين..
and no eyes have witnessed it.