نَفَرَ النَومُ وَاِحتَمى

نَفَرَ النَومُ وَاِحتَمى

مِن جُنوني كَأَنَّما

مِن جُنوني كَأَنَّما

Sleep fled and sought refuge

Sleep has fled, seeking refuge

Sleep has fled and sought refuge

from my madness, as though

From my madness, as if

From my madness, as if

هُوَ أَيضاً مِنَ الحَبي

هُوَ أَيضاً مِنَ الحَبي

بِ جَفاءً تَعَلَّما

بِ جَفاءً تَعَلَّما

it too, from the beloved,

It too has learned coldness

It, too, from the beloved

had learned coldness.

From the beloved.

Has learned the art of estrangement.

اِزجُرِ القَلبَ إِن صَبا

اِزجُرِ القَلبَ إِن صَبا

وَلُمِ العَينَ مِثلَما

وَلُمِ العَينَ مِثلَما

Rebuke the heart if it falls in love,

Restrain the heart if it pines,

Rebuke the heart if it yearns,

and blame the eye, just as

And blind the eye likewise

And blame the eye, just as

جَشَّمتَ قَلبَكَ الصَبا

جَشَّمتَ قَلبَكَ الصَبا

بَةَ حَتّى تَجَشَّما

بَةَ حَتّى تَجَشَّما

you burdened your heart with longing

As your youth blinded your heart

You burdened your heart with

until it took that burden on.

With love until it was blinded.

Passion, until it bore the weight.

أَنتِ يا عَينُ كُنتِ لي

أَنتِ يا عَينُ كُنتِ لي

لِلصَباباتِ سُلَّما

لِلصَباباتِ سُلَّما

You, O eye, were for me

Oh eye, you were for me

You, O eye, were for me

a ladder to love's longings.

A ladder for passions,

A ladder leading to obsession,

ثُمَّ حَمَّلتِني الثَقي

ثُمَّ حَمَّلتِني الثَقي

لَ وَأَبكَيتِني دَما

لَ وَأَبكَيتِني دَما

Then you burdened me with a heavy load

Then you burdened me with longing -

Then you loaded me with the unbearable

and made me weep blood.

No! And made me weep blood.

And made me weep tears of blood.

ثُمَّ أَلَّفتِ بَينَ طَر

ثُمَّ أَلَّفتِ بَينَ طَر

فِيَ وَالنَجمِ في السَما

فِيَ وَالنَجمِ في السَما

Then you joined my gaze

Then you befriended the Pleiades

Then you forged a bond between

with the star in the sky.

And the star in the sky.

My gaze and the star in the sky;

عَجَباً كَيفَ لَم يَصِر

عَجَباً كَيفَ لَم يَصِر

هُوَ مِثلي مُتَيَّما

هُوَ مِثلي مُتَيَّما

How strange! How has it not become

Strange - how has it not become

It is a wonder how it did not become,

as love-stricken as I?

Lost in yearning like me?

Like me, enslaved by love.

أَنتَ لَو لَم تَكُن شَقِي

أَنتَ لَو لَم تَكُن شَقِي

ياً لَما كُنتَ مُغرَما

ياً لَما كُنتَ مُغرَما

You, had you not been wretched,

If you were not wretched,

Had you not been destined for misery,

would not have been in love.

Oh eye, I'd not be lovelorn.

You would never have become a lover.

عَكَفَ الحُبُّ عيرَهُ

عَكَفَ الحُبُّ عيرَهُ

في فُؤادي وَخَيَّما

في فُؤادي وَخَيَّما

Love halted his caravan

Love pitched its tent

Love has halted its caravan

in my heart and pitched camp.

In my heart and settled.

Within my heart and pitched its tents,

فَهوَ لا يَرحَلُ الزَما

فَهوَ لا يَرحَلُ الزَما

نَ وَإِن قُلتُ يَمَّما

نَ وَإِن قُلتُ يَمَّما

So he will never depart,

So it will not depart forever

So it shall not depart for all time,

even if I say, 'He has set out.'

Even if I say "be gone!"

Even if I say it has set forth.