قلبي إليك وإن أعرضْتُ مُنْقَادُ

قلبي إليك وإن أعرضْتُ مُنْقَادُ

ليستْ عليك وإن أذنبتَ أحقادُ

ليستْ عليك وإن أذنبتَ أحقادُ

My heart submits to you, even if I turn away.

My heart is to you, though I may turn away, compelled,

There are no grudges against you, even if you have done wrong.

No grudges against you, though you may sin.

أنت الحياة فأنِّى عنك منصَرَفي

أنت الحياة فأنِّى عنك منصَرَفي

وإن بدا منك إقصاءٌ وإبعادُ

وإن بدا منك إقصاءٌ وإبعادُ

You are life—how, then, could I turn away from you?

You are life, so how could I turn from you?

And even if rejection and banishment come from you.

Though you may spurn and cast me out.

أحببتُ مذ علقتْ نفسي بحبِّكُمُ

أحببتُ مذ علقتْ نفسي بحبِّكُمُ

صوتاً يغنَّى لقلبي فيه إقْصادُ

صوتاً يغنَّى لقلبي فيه إقْصادُ

Ever since my soul grew attached to love for you, I have loved

I have loved you since my soul clung in love to you,

A sung melody that holds a deathblow for my heart.

A voice that sings to my heart's content.

شوقي إليك على الأيام يزداد

شوقي إليك على الأيام يزداد

والقلب بعدك للأحزان معتادُ

والقلب بعدك للأحزان معتادُ

My longing for you grows as the days pass.

My longing for you increases with the days,

And in your absence, the heart is accustomed to sorrow.

And the heart after you is accustomed to sorrows.

يا لهف نفسي على إلْفٍ فُجعت به

يا لهف نفسي على إلْفٍ فُجعت به

كأن أيامه في الحسن أعيادُ

كأن أيامه في الحسن أعيادُ

Oh, my soul's anguish for a beloved companion whose loss has stricken me!

Oh, yearning of my soul for a companionship I was delighted with,

As though his days, in their beauty, were festivals.

As if its days of beauty were festivals.