الحُزنُ مُجتَمِعٌ وَالصَبرُ مُفتَرِقُ

الحُزنُ مُجتَمِعٌ وَالصَبرُ مُفتَرِقُ

وَالحُبُّ مُختَلِفٌ عِندي وَمُتَّفِقُ

وَالحُبُّ مُختَلِفٌ عِندي وَمُتَّفِقُ

Sorrow is gathered, and patience scattered.

Sorrow gathers while patience scatters

And love, for me, is at odds and in accord.

And love differs in me yet agrees

وَلي إِذا كُلَّ عَينٍ نامَ صاحِبُها

وَلي إِذا كُلَّ عَينٍ نامَ صاحِبُها

عَينٌ تَحالَفَ فيها الدَمعُ وَالأَرَقُ

عَينٌ تَحالَفَ فيها الدَمعُ وَالأَرَقُ

And I have, when the owner of every eye has fallen asleep,

And if the eyes of all fall asleep

An eye in which tears and sleeplessness have made a pact.

In my eyes tears flow ceaselessly

لَولاكِ يا ظَبيَةَ الإِنسِ الَّتي نَظَرَت

لَولاكِ يا ظَبيَةَ الإِنسِ الَّتي نَظَرَت

لَما وَصَلنَ إِلى مَكروهِيَ الحَدَقُ

لَما وَصَلنَ إِلى مَكروهِيَ الحَدَقُ

Were it not for you, O gazelle of humankind who gazed,

If not for you, gazelle of mankind

Those eyes would never have brought me harm.

Whose glance has reached my pupils

لَكِن نَظَرتُ وَقَد سارَ الخَليطُ ضُحىً

لَكِن نَظَرتُ وَقَد سارَ الخَليطُ ضُحىً

بِناظِرٍ كُلُّ حُسنٍ مِنهُ مُستَرَقُ

بِناظِرٍ كُلُّ حُسنٍ مِنهُ مُستَرَقُ

But I gazed, the companions having departed at midmorning,

But I glanced as the blend walked at dawn

With an eye from which all beauty is stolen.

With a viewer whose every beauty is stolen