صَحِبتُكَ إِذ عَيني عَلَيها غِشاوَةٌ

صَحِبتُكَ إِذ عَيني عَلَيها غِشاوَةٌ

فَلَمّا اِنجَلَت قَطَّعتُ نَفسي أُلومُها

فَلَمّا اِنجَلَت قَطَّعتُ نَفسي أُلومُها

I kept your company when a veil lay over my eye;

When my eyes were blinded to you as a companion

so when it lifted, I tore my soul apart, reproaching it.

Then when they cleared I blamed myself

وَما بي وَإِن أَقصَيتَني مِن ضَراعَةٍ

وَما بي وَإِن أَقصَيتَني مِن ضَراعَةٍ

وَلا اِفتَقَرَت نَفسي إِلى مَن يَضيمُها

وَلا اِفتَقَرَت نَفسي إِلى مَن يَضيمُها

And there is no abasement in me, even if you cast me away,

It matters not to me if you've denied me kindness

nor has my soul needed one who wrongs it.

Nor if my soul sought one who'd constrain it

عَطِفتُ عَلَيكَ النَفسَ حَتّى كَأَنَمّا

عَطِفتُ عَلَيكَ النَفسَ حَتّى كَأَنَمّا

بِكَفَّيكَ بُؤسي أَو عَليكَ نَعيمُها

بِكَفَّيكَ بُؤسي أَو عَليكَ نَعيمُها

I turned my soul toward you, until it was as though

I inclined my soul to you until it was as though

my misery lay in your two hands, or its bliss depended on you.

In your hands was my misery or its joy