Songtext von Hayyi-l-Biyya'in (Peddlers' Quarter)

Take me to the peddler's quarter O peddling woman and sell me to my lover in the vendors' square. My next of kin put me guard on the garden they instructed me and said that I must watch over the garden but my eyes dozed off little by little the thieves sneaked in and stole the orchards. My mother has lost me at the end of the crossroads I wept but she didn't hear me then I was taken by the crossroads. Tell him to hear me and return me to my mother I'm afraid he'll lose me and look for the pretty ones.