لِي مِنْ جَمالِكَ شَاهِدٌ وَكَفِيلُ

لِي مِنْ جَمالِكَ شَاهِدٌ وَكَفِيلُ

أَنّي عَنِ الأَشْوَاقِ لَسْتُ أَحُولُ

أَنّي عَنِ الأَشْوَاقِ لَسْتُ أَحُولُ

In your beauty I have a witness and a guarantor

For me your beauty's witness and guarantor

That I do not turn away from longing.

That longing cannot make my heart grow old

يَا مَنْ تقاصَر لَيْلُهُ لِسُرورِهِ

يَا مَنْ تقاصَر لَيْلُهُ لِسُرورِهِ

لَيْلِي كَمَا شَاءَ الغَرامُ طَويلُ

لَيْلِي كَمَا شَاءَ الغَرامُ طَويلُ

O you whose night grew short with joy,

O you whose night for joy is made so short

My night, as love has willed, is long.

While my night's made by love unending long

غَادَرْتني بِحشىً تَذُوب وَمُقْلةٍ

غَادَرْتني بِحشىً تَذُوب وَمُقْلةٍ

عَبْرَى وَقلْبٍ حَظُّه التَّعْلِيلُ

عَبْرَى وَقلْبٍ حَظُّه التَّعْلِيلُ

You left me with melting entrails and an eye

You left me melting sighs and weeping eyes

Brimming with tears, and a heart whose lot is consoling hopes.

My tears and heart whose lot is to bemoan

في كُلِّ جَفْنٍ لِلتَّسَهُّدِ مَوْطِنٌ

في كُلِّ جَفْنٍ لِلتَّسَهُّدِ مَوْطِنٌ

وَبِكُلِّ خَدٍّ لِلدُّمُوعِ مَسِيلُ

وَبِكُلِّ خَدٍّ لِلدُّمُوعِ مَسِيلُ

In every eyelid, sleeplessness has a home,

In every eyelid tears have made their home

And on every cheek, tears have a channel.

Down every cheek tears have a stream they run