يا مَلِيحَ الدَّلاَلِ رِفْقاً بصَبٍّ

يا مَلِيحَ الدَّلاَلِ رِفْقاً بصَبٍّ

يَشْتَكي منْكَ جَفْوَةً وملاَلاَ

يَشْتَكي منْكَ جَفْوَةً وملاَلاَ

O lovely in your coyness, be gentle with a lovesick lover,

O beauty of allure, be gentle with one in sickness

Who complains of your coldness and weariness of him.

Who complains of your coldness and indifference

نطق السُّقْمُ بالَّذِي كانَ يُخْفِي

نطق السُّقْمُ بالَّذِي كانَ يُخْفِي

فَسِل الجسْمَ إِنْ أَرَدْتَ سُؤَالاَ

فَسِل الجسْمَ إِنْ أَرَدْتَ سُؤَالاَ

Illness has voiced what he used to conceal;

Illness has revealed what used to be hidden

So ask the body, if you wish to inquire.

So ask the body, if you want to inquire

قَدْ أَتَاهُ في النَّوْمِ مِنْكَ خَيالٌ

قَدْ أَتَاهُ في النَّوْمِ مِنْكَ خَيالٌ

فرآهُ كما اشْتَهِيْتَ خَيالاَ

فرآهُ كما اشْتَهِيْتَ خَيالاَ

A phantom of you came to him in sleep;

In his sleep a vision of you came to him

Then it saw him—a phantom, just as you wished.

And he saw you as he had wished to envision

يَتَحَامَاهُ للضَّنَى أَلْسُنُ الْعَذْ

يَتَحَامَاهُ للضَّنَى أَلْسُنُ الْعَذْ

ل فَأَضْحَى لاَ يَعْرِفُ العُذَّالاَ

ل فَأَضْحَى لاَ يَعْرِفُ العُذَّالاَ

The tongues of reproach shun him because of his wasting sickness;

Tongues of torment embrace him for grief

So he no longer recognizes the reproachers.

And so he knows no comforter but you