طولُ اِشتِياقي وَضيقُ مُصطَبَري

طولُ اِشتِياقي وَضيقُ مُصطَبَري

يُقَلِّبانِ الفُؤادَ بِالفِكرِ

يُقَلِّبانِ الفُؤادَ بِالفِكرِ

My prolonged longing and my scant endurance

My yearning is long, and my patience wears thin

The length of my yearning and the limits of my patience

toss my heart about in thought.

Turning my heart over with anxious thoughts within

Toss my heart about in endless thought.

فَالحُبُّ ضَيفٌ عَلَيَّ مُعتَكِفٌ

فَالحُبُّ ضَيفٌ عَلَيَّ مُعتَكِفٌ

وَالقَلبُ مِن مِحنَةٍ عَلى خَطَرِ

وَالقَلبُ مِن مِحنَةٍ عَلى خَطَرِ

For love is a guest abiding with me,

Love is my guest, cloistered away in my core

For love is a guest that has taken sanctuary within me,

and the heart is in peril from affliction.

While my heart is in peril, tempting fate evermore

And my heart, from this ordeal, stands on the brink of danger.

يَبتَعِثُ الشَوقَ مِن مَكامِنِهِ

يَبتَعِثُ الشَوقَ مِن مَكامِنِهِ

وَجهٌ زَها حُسنُهُ عَلى القَمَرِ

وَجهٌ زَها حُسنُهُ عَلى القَمَرِ

Longing is roused from its hiding places

Longing awakes from its slumber deep inside

Awakening longing from its hidden recesses

by a face whose beauty outshone the moon.

A face as fair as the moon in its pride

Is a face whose beauty glories over the moon.