ذَكَرتُكَ فَارتاحَ الفُؤَادُ صَبابَةً

ذَكَرتُكَ فَارتاحَ الفُؤَادُ صَبابَةً

إليكَ وَمَا لِي مِن إسَارِكَ مُنقِذُ

إليكَ وَمَا لِي مِن إسَارِكَ مُنقِذُ

I remembered you, and my heart found solace in yearning

I remembered you, and my heart thrilled with yearning

for you—yet from your captivity I have no deliverer.

For you; and I have no deliverer from your bonds.

ذُعِرتُ لِفُقدانِ الوِصَالِ بِضُرِّهِ

ذُعِرتُ لِفُقدانِ الوِصَالِ بِضُرِّهِ

وذلكَ ذُعرٌ لَيسَ منهُ تَعَوُّذُ

وذلكَ ذُعرٌ لَيسَ منهُ تَعَوُّذُ

I was terrified by the torment of losing our union,

I was terrified by the pain of losing union;

a terror from which no refuge can be sought.

And that is a terror from which there is no refuge.

ذَمائِيَ مَسفُوحٌ بمَدرَجَةِ الهَوى

ذَمائِيَ مَسفُوحٌ بمَدرَجَةِ الهَوى

وقَلبي بنِيرانِ الصَّبَابَةِ يُنبَذُ

وقَلبي بنِيرانِ الصَّبَابَةِ يُنبَذُ

My blood lies spilled upon the pathways of passion,

My remaining life is poured out upon the path of passion,

and my heart is cast into the fires of longing.

And my heart is flung into the fires of yearning.

ذَوارِفُ دَمعِي بالدِّماءِ مَشوبَةٌ

ذَوارِفُ دَمعِي بالدِّماءِ مَشوبَةٌ

وَماذَاكَ إلاَّ أنَّ قَلبِي مُجَذَذُ

وَماذَاكَ إلاَّ أنَّ قَلبِي مُجَذَذُ

My streaming tears are mingled with blood,

My streaming tears are mingled with blood,

and that is only because my heart is hewn to pieces.

And that is only because my heart is cut to pieces.

ذهَلتُ عن السُّلوانِ والحُبُّ آفَةٌ

ذهَلتُ عن السُّلوانِ والحُبُّ آفَةٌ

يحَارُ بها النِّحرِيرُ وَهوَ مُجَبَذُ

يحَارُ بها النِّحرِيرُ وَهوَ مُجَبَذُ

I have forgotten all consolation; love is an affliction

I have forgotten solace, and love is an affliction;

that bewilders even the seasoned sage.

The astute man is bewildered by it, while he is dragged along.

ذَرَاني فَمِا عَرَّضتُ للحُبِّ مُهجَتي

ذَرَاني فَمِا عَرَّضتُ للحُبِّ مُهجَتي

وَلَكن سِهَامُ الحُبِّ في القَلبِ نُفَّذُ

وَلَكن سِهَامُ الحُبِّ في القَلبِ نُفَّذُ

Leave me be: I did not offer up my soul to love,

Leave me, you two, for I did not expose my lifeblood to love;

but love’s arrows pierced through the heart.

But the arrows of love pierce through the heart.

ذوى زَهَرُ اللَّذَّاتِ فِيكَ صَبابَةٌ

ذوى زَهَرُ اللَّذَّاتِ فِيكَ صَبابَةٌ

كأنَّ انسِكابَ المُزن مِنهُ مُؤَخَّذُ

كأنَّ انسِكابَ المُزن مِنهُ مُؤَخَّذُ

The flower of all delights has withered from yearning for you,

The bloom of pleasures has withered through longing for you,

as though the cloudburst itself were drawn from it.

As though the rainclouds' downpour were withheld from it.

ذُبابُ الأسَى بَينَ الجَوانحِ لامِعٌ

ذُبابُ الأسَى بَينَ الجَوانحِ لامِعٌ

وَلَيسَ لِقَلبِي مِن عِذارَيهِ مَنفَذُ

وَلَيسَ لِقَلبِي مِن عِذارَيهِ مَنفَذُ

The blade of sorrow flashes between my ribs,

Sorrow's blade-point gleams between my ribs,

and my heart has no passage through its flanking bonds.

And my heart has no escape from its two edges.

ذَلَلتُ لِمَحبُوبٍ هُوَ القَلبُ كلُّهُ

ذَلَلتُ لِمَحبُوبٍ هُوَ القَلبُ كلُّهُ

عَلَى أنَّنِي فِي ذِلَّتي أتَلَذَّذُ

عَلَى أنَّنِي فِي ذِلَّتي أتَلَذَّذُ

I humbled myself before a beloved who is my whole heart,

I have humbled myself before a beloved who is my whole heart,

though in my abasement I find delight.

Yet in my abasement I take delight.

ذِمَامُكَ مَحفُوظٌ وَحَقُّكَ واجبٌ

ذِمَامُكَ مَحفُوظٌ وَحَقُّكَ واجبٌ

وَحكمُكَ مَحتُوم وأنتَ المُنَفِّذٌُ

وَحكمُكَ مَحتُوم وأنتَ المُنَفِّذٌُ

Your covenant is preserved, and your right is binding;

Your covenant is honored, and your right is binding,

your decree is inevitable, and you are its executor.

And your decree is final, and you are its enforcer.