دعيني فقد أسرجت من أجلك الشِّعْر

دعيني فقد أسرجت من أجلك الشِّعْر

وأرْكضْتُهُ حتَّى طَوَيتُ بهِ القَفْرا

وأرْكضْتُهُ حتَّى طَوَيتُ بهِ القَفْرا

Let me be, for I have saddled poetry for your sake.

Let me be, for I have saddled poetry for your sake

And I set it galloping until I crossed the wilderness upon it.

And raced it until I spanned the desert with it

بلغتُ بهِ شرقَ الحنينِ وغَرْبهُ

بلغتُ بهِ شرقَ الحنينِ وغَرْبهُ

وسيَّرتُهُ برّاً وأرْكبتُهُ بحْرا

وسيَّرتُهُ برّاً وأرْكبتُهُ بحْرا

Upon it I reached the east and west of longing.

I reached with it the east and west of yearning

And I sent it over land and made it ride the sea.

And made it walk on land and sail the seas

مَددْتُ بهِ حبلاً لكلِّ مولَّهٍ

مَددْتُ بهِ حبلاً لكلِّ مولَّهٍ

وفوق محيط الحبِّ أنشأتُهُ جسرا

وفوق محيط الحبِّ أنشأتُهُ جسرا

With it I stretched out a rope for every soul distraught with love.

With it I cast a rope for every infatuated one

And over love's ocean I fashioned it into a bridge.

And over the sea of love I built it into a bridge

أضأتُ به الإحساسَ في ليل غربتي

أضأتُ به الإحساسَ في ليل غربتي

فزيَّنتهُ نجْماً ، ونوَّرْتهُ بدْرا

فزيَّنتهُ نجْماً ، ونوَّرْتهُ بدْرا

With it I lit up feeling in the night of my estrangement.

With it I illuminated feeling in the night of my estrangement

So I adorned it as a star and illuminated it as a full moon.

So I adorned it with a star and illuminated it with a full moon

وأسقيتُ منه الرَّملَ في بيدِ حسرتي

وأسقيتُ منه الرَّملَ في بيدِ حسرتي

فأنْبتها زَهْراً ، وأفعَمَها عِطْرا

فأنْبتها زَهْراً ، وأفعَمَها عِطْرا

And from it I watered the sand in the deserts of my regret.

And I quenched the thirst of sand in the expanse of my despair

So it made them bloom with flowers and filled them with fragrance.

So I made it bloom into flowers and saturated it with fragrance

رأيتُ خيولَ الشِّعر حولي سوانحاً

رأيتُ خيولَ الشِّعر حولي سوانحاً

فلمْ أتَّخِذْ إلاَّ أصائلها ظهْرا

فلمْ أتَّخِذْ إلاَّ أصائلها ظهْرا

I saw poetry's steeds around me, presenting themselves.

I saw the steeds of poetry surrounding me gravely

So I chose only their thoroughbreds as mounts.

So I took only their reins as my back

ولمْ أنْتَهِج إلاَّ إليكِ طريقها

ولمْ أنْتَهِج إلاَّ إليكِ طريقها

ولمْ أصْطَحِبْ إلاَّ الرِّضا عنكِ والبُشرى

ولمْ أصْطَحِبْ إلاَّ الرِّضا عنكِ والبُشرى

And I followed their path only toward you.

And I followed only the path to you

And I took along only contentment with you and glad tidings.

And accompanied only contentment with you and good tidings

دعيني إذا لم تُدركي سرَّ لهفتي

دعيني إذا لم تُدركي سرَّ لهفتي

ولم تعرفي للشَّوقِ معنىً وللذِّكرى

ولم تعرفي للشَّوقِ معنىً وللذِّكرى

Let me be if you do not grasp the secret of my yearning,

Let me be if you do not grasp the secret of my ardor

And do not know the meaning of longing or remembrance.

And do not know the meaning of longing and reminiscence

و لا تسألي عن ركْض خيلِ قصائدي

و لا تسألي عن ركْض خيلِ قصائدي

فقد أصبحتْ بالسَّبقِ من غيرها أحرى

فقد أصبحتْ بالسَّبقِ من غيرها أحرى

And do not ask about the galloping of my poems' steeds.

And do not ask about the galloping of the steeds of my poems

For they have become more deserving of taking the lead than the others.

For they have become swifter than others in racing

دعيني وخيلَ الشِّعر ، إنِّي بركضها

دعيني وخيلَ الشِّعر ، إنِّي بركضها

أبعِّدُ ظلمائي وأستقرب الفجرا

أبعِّدُ ظلمائي وأستقرب الفجرا

Let me be with poetry's steeds; through their galloping I

Let me be and the steeds of poetry, for with their galloping

Drive my darkness away and draw the dawn nearer.

I distance my shadows and draw near the dawn

دعيني ففي قلبي رحيقُ محبَّةٍ

دعيني ففي قلبي رحيقُ محبَّةٍ

لو انساب في أرضٍ لحوَّلها زهْرا

لو انساب في أرضٍ لحوَّلها زهْرا

Let me be, for in my heart is the nectar of love,

Let me be, for in my heart is the nectar of love

Which, if it flowed through a land, would turn it into flowers.

If it flowed on a land, it would transform it into flowers