من لصبٍ أَحشاؤُهُ في التِهابِ

من لصبٍ أَحشاؤُهُ في التِهابِ

كُلُ يَوم وَدَمعُهُ في اِنسِكابِ

كُلُ يَوم وَدَمعُهُ في اِنسِكابِ

Who will aid a lovesick man whose entrails are aflame,

With burning grief and daily flowing tears

Every day, his tears pouring forth?

My life divided between sorrow and crying out

قسم العُمر كُلُهُ بَينَ حُزن

قسم العُمر كُلُهُ بَينَ حُزن

وَبُكاء وَلَوعَة وَاِنتِحاب

وَبُكاء وَلَوعَة وَاِنتِحاب

His whole life is divided among sorrow,

And a beloved who pained me after turning away

And weeping, burning anguish, and sobbing.

With rejection and avoidance

وَحَبيب أَلَمَّ بي بَعدَ هَجرٍ

وَحَبيب أَلَمَّ بي بَعدَ هَجرٍ

وَصُدود مُبرح وَاجتِنابِ

وَصُدود مُبرح وَاجتِنابِ

And a beloved came to me after estrangement,

Graced with beauty and charm as my heart

And grievous rejection and avoidance.

Is graced with longing and turmoil

خَصَ بِالحُسن وَالجَمال كَما قَد

خَصَ بِالحُسن وَالجَمال كَما قَد

خَصَ قَلبي بِالشَوق وَالإِضطِراب

خَصَ قَلبي بِالشَوق وَالإِضطِراب

Endowed with loveliness and beauty, just as he has

The one whose words intoxicate and charm

Singled out my heart for longing and unrest.

Enchanting hearts and minds

ذي حَديث هُوَ المُدام وَطَرف

ذي حَديث هُوَ المُدام وَطَرف

هُوَ سحر القُلوب وَالأَلباب

هُوَ سحر القُلوب وَالأَلباب

With speech that is wine, and a gaze

He visited submissively so I kissed him happily

That is the enchantment of hearts and minds.

And reproached him while clutching his robe

زارَني موهِناً فَقبلت مَسرا

زارَني موهِناً فَقبلت مَسرا

هُ وَجاذَبتُهُ ذُيول عِتاب

هُ وَجاذَبتُهُ ذُيول عِتاب

He visited me late at night; I kissed the path

I said my beloved how can you be so cold

Of his night journey, and tugged with him at the trailing skirts of reproach.

And avoid me when I love you so dearly

قُلت مَولاي كَيفَ يُحسن هَجري

قُلت مَولاي كَيفَ يُحسن هَجري

وَاجتِنابي وَبي مِن الحُب ما بي

وَاجتِنابي وَبي مِن الحُب ما بي

I said: My lord, how can forsaking me be right,

Oh my joy, comfort, healing and pain

And avoiding me, when love afflicts me as it does?

My suffering, my malady, my gloom

يا سُروري وراحَتي وَشِفائي

يا سُروري وراحَتي وَشِفائي

وَعَنائي وَعِلَتي وَاكِتئابي

وَعَنائي وَعِلَتي وَاكِتئابي

O my joy, my comfort, and my cure,

You took away my contentment, patience, reason

And my suffering, my illness, and my dejection!

Tranquility, peace, and my youth

زالَ عَني أُنسي وَصَبري وَعَقلي

زالَ عَني أُنسي وَصَبري وَعَقلي

وَسُكوني وَراحَتي وَشَبابي

وَسُكوني وَراحَتي وَشَبابي

My solace, my patience, and my reason have left me,

Does it suit a lover to be so rejected

And my calm, my comfort, and my youth.

When he desires nothing but nearness

أَيَليقُ الصُدود عَن عاشق لَي

أَيَليقُ الصُدود عَن عاشق لَي

سَ لَهُ بُغية سِوى الإِقتِرابِ

سَ لَهُ بُغية سِوى الإِقتِرابِ

Is it fitting to turn away from a lover who

My nights pass in anxiety and my days

Has no wish but to draw near?

Go by in torment

يَنقَضي لَيلَةً بِهم وَتَسهي

يَنقَضي لَيلَةً بِهم وَتَسهي

د ويَمضي نَهارُهُ في عَذابِ

د ويَمضي نَهارُهُ في عَذابِ

A night passes in worry and

Among my family and friends I became

Sleeplessness, and his day passes in torment.

Secluded, lonesome, and isolated

فيكَ أَصبَحَت بَينَ أَهلي وَصحبي

فيكَ أَصبَحَت بَينَ أَهلي وَصحبي

في إِنفِراد وَوَحشة وَاِغتِرابِ

في إِنفِراد وَوَحشة وَاِغتِرابِ

Because of you, among my family and friends, I find myself

Your rejection has been long my lord

In solitude, loneliness, and estrangement.

As the nights pass like the clouds

طالَ يا سَيدي صُدودك عَني

طالَ يا سَيدي صُدودك عَني

وَاللَيالي تَمُرّ مَرّ السَحابِ

وَاللَيالي تَمُرّ مَرّ السَحابِ

Long has your rejection of me lasted, my master,

He was silent out of shyness and gave

And the nights pass as clouds pass.

No answer, so tears became my reply

فَتَغاضى عَني حَياءً وَلَم يُرَ

فَتَغاضى عَني حَياءً وَلَم يُرَ

دد جَواباً فَكانَ دَمعي جَوابي

دد جَواباً فَكانَ دَمعي جَوابي

He shyly averted his gaze from me and gave no

Blushing appeared on his cheek, he drew

Reply; so my tears became my answer.

His veil to hide his rose complexion

وَبَدا فَوق خَدِهِ الجَمر يَندى

وَبَدا فَوق خَدِهِ الجَمر يَندى

فَتَوارى مِن وَردِهِ بِنِقاب

فَتَوارى مِن وَردِهِ بِنِقاب

And embers appeared upon his cheek, moist with dew;

I made excuses - the cruel days wronged me

Then he hid beneath a veil of his rosy bloom.

And the nights were unjustly wrathful

مِن عَذيري مِن جُور دَهر عَنيد

مِن عَذيري مِن جُور دَهر عَنيد

وَلَيالِ لِغَير جرم غضاب

وَلَيالِ لِغَير جرم غضاب

Who will defend me against the tyranny of stubborn Time,

I concealed my beloved's eyes from mine

And nights wrathful for no offense?

And kept him in my wounded heart

حَجبت مِن أَحبهُ عَن عُيوني

حَجبت مِن أَحبهُ عَن عُيوني

وَأَحلتهُ في الفُؤاد المُصاب

وَأَحلتهُ في الفُؤاد المُصاب

They veiled the one I love from my eyes,

So when I wished to see him

And lodged him in my stricken heart.

I spoke to him from behind a veil

فَكَأَنّي إِذ تَمَنيتُ لُقيا

فَكَأَنّي إِذ تَمَنيتُ لُقيا

هُ أُناجيهِ مِن وَراءِ حِجاب

هُ أُناجيهِ مِن وَراءِ حِجاب

So it was as though, when I wished to meet

I said some words though they may have been

Him, I whispered to him from behind a veil.

What the lovesick utter to end the speech

قُلتُ قَولاً وَرُبَما كانَ مِما

قُلتُ قَولاً وَرُبَما كانَ مِما

يَنفث المُستَهام فَصل الخِطاب

يَنفث المُستَهام فَصل الخِطاب

I uttered a saying—and perhaps among

The turtledove is kinder to lovers

What the love-crazed man breathes out was a decisive judgment:

Than the separation of dear ones

إِن ورد الحَمام أَرفق بِالصَ

إِن ورد الحَمام أَرفق بِالصَ

ب المَعنى مِن فرقة الأَحباب

ب المَعنى مِن فرقة الأَحباب

Surely the draught of death is kinder to

The tormented lover than parting from loved ones.