دُموعي مَزَجَت كاسي

دُموعي مَزَجَت كاسي

وَما أَظهَرتُ وَسواسي

وَما أَظهَرتُ وَسواسي

My tears mingled in my cup,

My tears mixed in my cup

My tears have mingled with my cup,

And I did not reveal my troubled thoughts.

And I did not reveal my obsession

Though I revealed not my inner torment,

وَلَكِن نَطَقَت عَيني

وَلَكِن نَطَقَت عَيني

فَنَمَّت عَن هَوى القاسي

فَنَمَّت عَن هَوى القاسي

But my eye spoke,

But my eyes spoke

But my eyes spoke out the truth,

So it betrayed my love for the cruel one.

And uncovered my cruel love

Betraying my passion for the cruel one.

وَقالوا فِيَّ بِالظَنِّ

وَقالوا فِيَّ بِالظَنِّ

فَنَكَّستُ لَهُم راسي

فَنَكَّستُ لَهُم راسي

And they spoke of me on suspicion,

And they talked about me with suspicion

They spoke of me based on mere suspicion,

So I bowed my head before them.

So I bowed my head to them

So I lowered my head before their gaze.

وَمَن يَسلَمُ يا حِبِّ

وَمَن يَسلَمُ يا حِبِّ

يَ مِن أَلسِنَةِ الناسِ

يَ مِن أَلسِنَةِ الناسِ

And who is safe, O beloved

And who is safe, oh love

And who is ever safe, O my beloved,

Of mine, from people's tongues?

From people's tongues

From the sharp tongues of the people?

وَهَبني بُحتُ بِالحُبِّ

وَهَبني بُحتُ بِالحُبِّ

فَهَل في الحُبِّ مِن باسِ

فَهَل في الحُبِّ مِن باسِ

And suppose I spoke openly of love—

Passion has possessed me

Suppose I did confess this love,

Is there, then, any harm in love?

Is there any harm in love?

Is there, in love, any cause for shame?