شِبْتُ أَنا والتحَى حبيبي

شِبْتُ أَنا والتحَى حبيبي

حتّى برَغْمي سلَوْتُ عنْهُ

حتّى برَغْمي سلَوْتُ عنْهُ

I grew gray, and my beloved grew a beard,

I grew old while in love with my beloved

Until, against my will, I ceased to pine for him.

Until against my will I was weaned from him

فابيضَّ ذاك السّوادُ منّي

فابيضَّ ذاك السّوادُ منّي

واسودَّ ذاك البياضُ مِنْه

واسودَّ ذاك البياضُ مِنْه

So that blackness of mine turned white,

So the blackness left me

And that whiteness of his turned black.

And the whiteness left him