داووكَ مِن عِلَّتَيك حَتّى

داووكَ مِن عِلَّتَيك حَتّى

تَسَلَّلوا مِنهُما لِواذا

تَسَلَّلوا مِنهُما لِواذا

They treated you for your two ailments, until

Cure me of both my diseases, so they may escape from them, oh refuge!

They treated you for your two ailments until

they slipped away from both under cover.

I have tasted sorrow and tasted bereavement, pleasures became unlawful after you.

They slipped away from the task, seeking retreat.

ذُقتُ حماماً وَذُقتُ ثكلاً

ذُقتُ حماماً وَذُقتُ ثكلاً

حرَّم مِن بَعدِكَ اللّذاذا

حرَّم مِن بَعدِكَ اللّذاذا

I tasted death and tasted bereavement

Leave me be, for I have made my sadness a habit, not having chosen it.

I have tasted death, and I have tasted bereavement,

that forbade pleasure after you.

Death, in his hands are arrows, neither missing their mark, nor blunted.

Which has forbidden all pleasure after you were gone.

ذَرني فَإِنّي اِتَّخَذتُ حُزني

ذَرني فَإِنّي اِتَّخَذتُ حُزني

إِلفاً وَلَم أَبغِهِ اِتِّخاذا

إِلفاً وَلَم أَبغِهِ اِتِّخاذا

Leave me, for I have taken my grief

Remind with it, do you see, did incantations protect from it, when it came as a refuge?

Leave me be, for I have taken my sorrow

as a companion, though I did not seek to take it.

I was distracted from seeking help, as if my bereavement counts the wipings - oh refuge!

As an intimate companion, though I never sought to adopt it.

ذا المَوتُ في كَفِّهِ سِهامٌ

ذا المَوتُ في كَفِّهِ سِهامٌ

لا التُركَ أَخطَت وَلا قُباذا

لا التُركَ أَخطَت وَلا قُباذا

This is Death, with arrows in his palm

My flowing hair has grown white from my worries - what do the generous suffer, oh refuge!

This Death holds arrows in his hand;

that missed neither the Turks nor Qubadh.

You faded, oh garden of wishes, so there is no comfort or refuge.

They missed neither the Turks nor King Qubadh.

ذكِّر بِهِ هَل ترى أَعاذَت

ذكِّر بِهِ هَل ترى أَعاذَت

مِنهُ الرُقى إِذ أَتى مُعاذا

مِنهُ الرُقى إِذ أَتى مُعاذا

Remind them of it: do you think protection was given

You took from me all resolve, that was undoing the twisting of strands.

Remind them of him; do you see that any amulets gave protection

from it by incantations when it came upon Mu'adh?

My body melted into sickness for you, when you left the thickets, oh refuge!

Against him, when he came for Mu'adh?

ذهِلتُ عَن إِسوَةٍ كَأَنّي

ذهِلتُ عَن إِسوَةٍ كَأَنّي

ثكلي تعدُّ المسوحُ لاذا

ثكلي تعدُّ المسوحُ لاذا

I lost sight of consolation, as though I were

My tears poured and my patience waned, complaining - no gentle rain.

I became oblivious to patience, as if I were

a bereaved woman, reckoning sackcloth as fine silk.

My pride and pride of a loving heart, delight of my eye - do you not regard me?

A bereaved mother counting sackcloth as her only shelter.

ذَوائِبي شبنَ مِن هُمومي

ذَوائِبي شبنَ مِن هُمومي

ماذا يُقاسي الكِرامُ ماذا

ماذا يُقاسي الكِرامُ ماذا

My locks turned gray from my cares.

Intellect and the full moon vanished from you, so I see neither this nor that.

My locks have turned grey from my cares;

What the noble endure—what they endure!

My life blamed me, died doing good, and he who hurt and wronged me lived.

Oh, what the noble ones suffer! What pain!

ذَويتِ يا رَوضَةَ الأَماني

ذَويتِ يا رَوضَةَ الأَماني

فَلا مَلَذٌّ وَلا مَلاذا

فَلا مَلَذٌّ وَلا مَلاذا

You have withered, O garden of hopes,

My sin is great, and my request is that God make you a refuge for me.

You have withered, O garden of my hopes,

so there is no delight and no refuge.

Leaving neither pleasure nor sanctuary.

ذَهَبت مِنّي بِكُلِّ عَزمٍ

ذَهَبت مِنّي بِكُلِّ عَزمٍ

كانَ يَفُلُّ الظُبى نَفاذا

كانَ يَفُلُّ الظُبى نَفاذا

You took from me every resolve

You have departed, taking with you all my resolve,

that once blunted sword-edges with its piercing force.

Resolve that once blunted sharp blades with its force.

ذابَ سقاماً عَلَيكَ جِسمي

ذابَ سقاماً عَلَيكَ جِسمي

لَمّا تَرَكتَ الحَشا جُذاذا

لَمّا تَرَكتَ الحَشا جُذاذا

My body melted with sickness over you,

My body has melted away in sickness over you,

when you left my innermost heart in fragments.

Since you left my heart torn into shreds.

ذَلَّت دُموعي وَعَزَّ صَبري

ذَلَّت دُموعي وَعَزَّ صَبري

قَوائِلاً فُضنَ لا رِذاذا

قَوائِلاً فُضنَ لا رِذاذا

My tears came readily, and my patience grew scarce;

My tears flowed freely, while my patience grew scarce,

speaking, they poured forth—not as drizzle.

Pouring down in torrents, not merely drizzling.

ذُخري فَخري حَبيب قَلبٍ

ذُخري فَخري حَبيب قَلبٍ

قُرَّةَ عَيني أَما تُحاذى

قُرَّةَ عَيني أَما تُحاذى

My treasure, my pride, heart's beloved,

My treasure, my pride, beloved of my heart,

delight of my eye—are you not equaled?

Delight of my eye—can we no longer be side by side?

ذُكاءُ وَالبَدرُ مِنكَ غابا

ذُكاءُ وَالبَدرُ مِنكَ غابا

فَلا أَرى هذِهِ وَلا ذا

فَلا أَرى هذِهِ وَلا ذا

Dhuka (the sun) and the full moon vanished from you,

The sun and the full moon have vanished in your absence;

so I see neither the one nor the other.

I see neither the one nor the other.

ذمَّت حَياتي أَمُتَّ برّاً

ذمَّت حَياتي أَمُتَّ برّاً

وَعاشَ مَن عَقَّني وَآذى

وَعاشَ مَن عَقَّني وَآذى

Cursed be my life! Did you, the dutiful one, die,

My life has become hateful; you died a righteous soul,

while one who was undutiful to me and caused harm lived?

While those who disobeyed and hurt me live on.

ذَنبي عَظيمٌ وَسالَتي أن

ذَنبي عَظيمٌ وَسالَتي أن

يَجعَلَكَ اللَهُ لي معاذا

يَجعَلَكَ اللَهُ لي معاذا

My sin is great, and my plea is that

My sin is great, and my only prayer is that

God make you a refuge for me.

God makes you a sanctuary for my salvation.