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A body I made lean with yearning

ุฌุณุฏ ู‚ุฏ ู†ุญู„ุชู‡ ู„ู„ู†ุญูˆู„

1. A body I made lean with yearning
And blood I shed in torrents

ูก. ุฌูŽุณูŽุฏูŒ ู‚ูŽุฏ ู†ูŽุญูŽู„ุชูู‡ู ู„ู„ู†ุญููˆู„ู
ูˆูŽุฏูŽู…ูŒ ู‚ูŽุฏ ุทูŽู„ูŽู„ุชูู‡ู ู„ู„ุทูู„ููˆู„ู

2. And eyelids I darkened with sleepless vigils
Over the ruins of an encampment now desolate

ูข. ูˆูŽุฌููููˆู†ูŒ ูƒูŽุญูŽู„ุชูู‡ุง ุณูŽู‡ูŽุฑุงู‹ ุนูŽู†
ูˆูŽุณูŽู†ู ููŠ ุฌูููˆู†ู ุธูŽุจูŠู ูƒูŽุญููŠู„ู

3. In the tents since you left, I have no life
O madness of a soul obsessed and crazed

ูฃ. ู„ูŽูŠุณูŽ ู„ูŠ ููŠ ุงู„ุฎููŠุงู… ู…ูู† ุจูŽุนุฏูู‡ู ุบูŽูŠ
ุฑู ุญููŠุงู…ู ุงู„ู…ููˆู„ู‘ูŽู‡ู ุงู„ู…ูŽุฎุจููˆู„ู

4. I ask the sands where my love has gone
But how can the sands tell where he fled?

ูค. ุฃูŽุณุฃู„ู ุงู„ุจุงู†ูŽ ุฃูŽูŠู†ูŽ ู…ูŽู† ุจุงู†ูŽ ุนูŽู†ู‡ู
ูˆูŽู…ูุญุงู„ูŒ ุณูุคุงู„ู ุฑูŽุจุนู ู…ูŽุญููŠู„ู

5. O you who are departing, is there any hope
That you might glance back or pause a while?

ูฅ. ุฃูŽูŠู‘ูู‡ุง ุงู„ุฑุงุญูู„ููˆู†ูŽ ู‡ูŽู„ ุทูŽู…ูŽุนูŒ ููŠ
ู†ูŽุธุฑูŽุฉู ุฃูŽูˆ ู„ููˆูŽู‚ููŽุฉู ู…ูู† ุณูŽุจููŠู„ู

6. We offered our cheeks to the mountsโ€™ kisses
But gently, lest they wound our cheeks when they nuzzle

ูฆ. ู‚ูŽุฏ ุจูŽุณูŽุทู†ุง ุฎูุฏููˆุฏูŽู†ุง ู„ูู„ู…ูŽุทุงูŠุง
ููŽุฑููˆูŽูŠุฏุงู‹ ู„ููˆูŽุฎุฏูู‡ุง ูˆูŽุงู„ุฐูŽู…ููŠู„ู

7. How can I stay when the soul has left
The body on the day it departed?

ูง. ูƒูŽูŠููŽ ุฃูŽุจู‚ู‰ ูˆูŽู„ุง ุจูŽู‚ุงุก ู„ูุฌูุณู…ู
ุฑูŽุญูŽู„ูŽ ุงู„ุฑููˆุญู ุนูŽู†ู‡ู ูŠูŽูˆู…ูŽ ุงู„ุฑูŽุญูŠู„ู

8. Not only did you rob me of my reason
You carried off my heart among your plunder

ูจ. ู…ุง ูƒูŽูู‰ ุฃูŽู† ุณูŽู„ูŽุจุชูู…ููˆู‡ู ุงู„ูƒูŽุฑู‰ ุญูŽุช
ุชู‰ ุญูŽู…ูŽู„ุชูู‡ู… ููุคุงุฏูŽู‡ู ูููŠ ุงู„ุญูู…ูˆู„ู

9. Strange that the winds blew not back his spirit
Though the breath of dawn heals the sick at night

ูฉ. ุนูŽุฌูŽุจุงู‹ ู„ูู„ุฑููŠุงุญู ู„ูŽู… ุชูู‡ุฏู ุฑูŽูˆุญุงู‹
ูˆูŽุนูŽู„ูŠู„ู ุงู„ู†ูŽุณูŠู…ู ุจูุฑุกู ุงู„ุนูŽู„ููŠู„ู

10. The southern winds drew you away from me
While the winds of acceptance blew toward me

ูกู . ุฌุงู†ูŽุจุชูู†ูŠ ุงู„ุฌูู†ูˆุจู ู…ูู†ูƒูู… ูˆูŽุถูŽู†ู‘ูŽุช
ุจูู‚ูุจููˆู„ู ุนูŽู„ูŽูŠู‘ูŽ ุฑููŠุญู ุงู„ู‚ูŽุจููˆู„ู

11. In my longing I sent my heart to you as messenger
So have mercy, for messengers must not be slain

ูกูก. ูˆูŽุจุดูŽูˆู‚ููŠ ุจูŽุนูŽุซุชู ู‚ูŽู„ุจูŠ ุฑูŽุณููˆู„ุงู‹
ููŽุงุฑููู‚ูˆุง ู„ุง ูŠูŽุญูู„ู‘ู ู‚ูŽุชู„ู ุงู„ุฑูŽุณููˆู„ู

12. Take pity on one who complained of your distance
To one incapable of empathy or kindness

ูกูข. ูˆูŽุงุฑุญูŽู…ููˆุง ู…ูŽู† ุดูŽูƒุง ู„ูุบูŽูŠุฑู ุฑูŽุญููŠู…ู
ุจูุนุฏูŽูƒูู… ูˆูŽุงุณุชู†ุงู„ูŽ ุบูŽูŠุฑูŽ ู…ูู†ููŠู„ู

13. Through you I gained honor, through you disgrace
So marvel at one made mighty, then humbled

ูกูฃ. ู†ุงู„ูŽ ุนูุฒู‘ุงู‹ ุจููƒูู… ูˆูŽุฐูŽู„ู‘ูŽ ู„ูŽุฏูŽูŠูƒูู…
ููŽุงุนุฌูŽุจููˆุง ู…ูู†ู‡ู ู„ูู„ุนูŽุฒูŠุฒู ุงู„ุฐูŽู„ููŠู„ู

14. Passion has sworn to me what glory has sworn
To Abu Bakr Bin Yahya Al-Fadili

ูกูค. ุญุงู„ูŽููŽ ุงู„ูˆูŽุฌุฏูŽ ู…ูุซู„ูŽู…ุง ุญุงู„ูŽููŽ ุงู„ู…ูŽุฌ
ุฏูŽ ุฃูŽุจููˆ ุจูŽูƒุฑู ุจู†ู ูŠูŽุญูŠู‰ ุงู„ููŽุถููŠู„ูŠ