تَحَمَّلَ مَن حَياتي في يَدَيهِ

تَحَمَّلَ مَن حَياتي في يَدَيهِ

فَيا أَسَفي وَيا شَوقي إِلَيهِ

فَيا أَسَفي وَيا شَوقي إِلَيهِ

He in whose hands my life lies has departed.

He who holds my life in his hands

So, oh, my sorrow, and oh, my longing for him!

Oh, my regret and longing for him

تَعالى اللَهُ يا طوبى لِعَينٍ

تَعالى اللَهُ يا طوبى لِعَينٍ

تُمَتِّعُ طَرفَها في وَجنَتَيهِ

تُمَتِّعُ طَرفَها في وَجنَتَيهِ

Exalted be God! How blessed is an eye

God, bless the eyes

that feasts its gaze upon his cheeks!

That feast upon his gardens

أَظُنُّ البَينَ كانَ يُريدُ فَجعي

أَظُنُّ البَينَ كانَ يُريدُ فَجعي

بِهِ إِذ صارَ يَحسُدُني عَلَيهِ

بِهِ إِذ صارَ يَحسُدُني عَلَيهِ

I think separation wished to bereave me

I think separation meant my agony

of him, since it began to envy me for him.

When it envied me for him

سَأَبكي ما أَطاعَ الدَمعُ عَيني

سَأَبكي ما أَطاعَ الدَمعُ عَيني

مَحاسِنَهُ وَفَترَةَ مُقلَتَيهِ

مَحاسِنَهُ وَفَترَةَ مُقلَتَيهِ

I shall weep, as long as tears obey my eye,

I will cry as long as my eyes obey

for his charms and the languor of his eyes.

For his beauty and the languor of his eyes