طالَ اشتِمالُ الهَوى بشَملي

طالَ اشتِمالُ الهَوى بشَملي

فاستَأذَنَت أَن تَحطَّ رَحلي

فاستَأذَنَت أَن تَحطَّ رَحلي

Love had long enfolded my whole being,

The embrace of passion stayed long with me

So she asked leave to set down my saddle.

So it asked leave to unload my burdens

أملَلتُها والمَلالُ شَيءٌ

أملَلتُها والمَلالُ شَيءٌ

يَحدُثُ في مِثلِه التَّسلِّي

يَحدُثُ في مِثلِه التَّسلِّي

I wearied her, and weariness is a thing

I denied it, though denial

In cases like which, one forgets one's love.

In such cases brings some relief

وأَهيَفٍ لا يَدينُ دِيني

وأَهيَفٍ لا يَدينُ دِيني

وَلا إِلَى قِبلَتي يُصَلِّي

وَلا إِلَى قِبلَتي يُصَلِّي

And a slender-waisted youth who does not profess my faith,

Passion is an aimless wanderer

Nor does he pray toward my qibla.

With no religion or qibla to pray to

كانَ فُؤادي بِغَيرِ والٍ

كانَ فُؤادي بِغَيرِ والٍ

وكُنتُ أَحتالُ مَن أُوَلِّي

وكُنتُ أَحتالُ مَن أُوَلِّي

My heart was without a ruler,

My heart was loyal to another

And I was trying to decide whom to appoint.

So I schemed on who to give allegiance