كانَت عَناصِرُ جِسمي لا يُقارِبُها

كانَت عَناصِرُ جِسمي لا يُقارِبُها

طل السِقام وَقَد أَمسى بِها وابِل

طل السِقام وَقَد أَمسى بِها وابِل

Once, the elements of my body were untouched by

My body's elements were not afflicted by

Illness's drizzle; now a downpour has come upon them.

The onslaught of illnesses, until it overtook them.

وَكَيفَ لا وَبِقَلبي زَفرَة وَعَنا

وَكَيفَ لا وَبِقَلبي زَفرَة وَعَنا

وَأَعيُن الغَيد تَروى السِحر عَن بابِل

وَأَعيُن الغَيد تَروى السِحر عَن بابِل

And how could it be otherwise, with a deep sigh and suffering in my heart,

How could they not be, when my heart exhales with sighs,

And the eyes of graceful maidens recounting magic from Babylon?

And the eyes of the gazelle quench their magic from the rainwater.

وَالجِسمُ مِن سَقمِهِ صَد العِلاجُ فَما

وَالجِسمُ مِن سَقمِهِ صَد العِلاجُ فَما

أَرى فُؤادي لِجُرعاتِ الشَفا قابِل

أَرى فُؤادي لِجُرعاتِ الشَفا قابِل

And treatment has turned away from the sick body, so I do not

From its illness, my body has rejected treatment, so I do not

Find my heart receptive to draughts of healing.

See my heart accepting doses of remedy.

لَو شَخص الداء جالينوس أَعجَزَهُ

لَو شَخص الداء جالينوس أَعجَزَهُ

وَقالَ لُقمانُ تَكليفي بِهِ باطِل

وَقالَ لُقمانُ تَكليفي بِهِ باطِل

Were Galen to diagnose the illness, it would defeat him,

If Galen had examined this sickness, it would have defeated him,

And Luqman would say, 'Entrusting me with it is futile.'

And Luqman would say that treating me was futile.

كَيفَ الشِفاءُ وَمَن أَهواهُ فارَقَني

كَيفَ الشِفاءُ وَمَن أَهواهُ فارَقَني

هَيهاتَ اِنَّ الجَوى بَحر بِلا ساحِل

هَيهاتَ اِنَّ الجَوى بَحر بِلا ساحِل

How can there be healing when the one I love has left me?

How can there be healing, when the one I love left me?

Far beyond reach! Love's anguish is a sea without a shore.

Alas, ardent love is an endless sea.

جاءَ الطَبيبُ يُداويني فَقُلتُ لَهُ

جاءَ الطَبيبُ يُداويني فَقُلتُ لَهُ

دَع عَنكَ طبي وَلا تَتعَب بِلا طائِل

دَع عَنكَ طبي وَلا تَتعَب بِلا طائِل

The doctor came to treat me, so I said to him:

The doctor came to treat me, so I said:

Leave my treatment aside, and do not weary yourself in vain.

Leave off your medicine, do not tire yourself in vain.

تَعذر الطِب وَالبرء اِنزَوى وَنَأى

تَعذر الطِب وَالبرء اِنزَوى وَنَأى

عَنّي وَلَونى مِن فِعل الهَوى حائِل

عَنّي وَلَونى مِن فِعل الهَوى حائِل

Treatment has proved impossible; recovery has withdrawn and gone far

Medicine and recovery have avoided and shunned me,

From me, and my complexion has changed through love's influence.

Prevented by the deeds of passion.

ما يَنفَعُ الطِب وَالاِحشاء في حَرق

ما يَنفَعُ الطِب وَالاِحشاء في حَرق

وَالجِفنُ مِن فَرطِ وُجدى دَمعِهِ هاطِل

وَالجِفنُ مِن فَرطِ وُجدى دَمعِهِ هاطِل

What use is medicine when my innards are burning

Medicine and physicians are useless for a burning heart,

And my eyelid's tears rain down from the intensity of my longing?

And the eyelids overflow with tears.

اِن كُنتَ تُنكِر ما بي مِن جَوى وَضَنى

اِن كُنتَ تُنكِر ما بي مِن جَوى وَضَنى

فَجِس نَبضي فَهُوَ الشاهِد العادِل

فَجِس نَبضي فَهُوَ الشاهِد العادِل

If you deny the anguish of love and wasting sickness that afflict me,

If you doubt the passion and longing within me,

Then feel my pulse, for it is the impartial witness.

Then feel my pulse, for it is the just witness.

فَقالَ لي بَعد جس النَبضِ وا أَسَفا

فَقالَ لي بَعد جس النَبضِ وا أَسَفا

الداءُ اِن عَظُمتَ أَعراضُهُ قاتَل

الداءُ اِن عَظُمتَ أَعراضُهُ قاتَل

Then, after feeling my pulse, he said to me: Alas!

He said to me after feeling the pulse, alas:

The illness, if its symptoms grow severe, is deadly.

If its symptoms are severe, the disease is fatal.