أَتَحسَبُني بَعدَ السُلُوِّ مُتَيَّماً

أَتَحسَبُني بَعدَ السُلُوِّ مُتَيَّماً

وَأَنَّ ولوعي بِالغَرامِ ولوعي

وَأَنَّ ولوعي بِالغَرامِ ولوعي

Do you think me lovesick after I have moved on,

Do you think that after yearning I will despair,

And that my passion for love is still the same?

And that my passion for love remains the same?

فأَمّا دُموعي فَهيَ مِنهُم وَلَم تَفِض

فأَمّا دُموعي فَهيَ مِنهُم وَلَم تَفِض

عَلَيهِم وَلَكِنّي طَرَدتُ دُموعي

عَلَيهِم وَلَكِنّي طَرَدتُ دُموعي

As for my tears, they come from them, and did not flow

My tears are shed for them but have not yet poured,

For them; rather, I drove my tears away.

I held my tears back and did not let them rain.

وَأَمّا زَفيري فَهوَ أَحرَقَ ذِكرَهُم

وَأَمّا زَفيري فَهوَ أَحرَقَ ذِكرَهُم

وَأَخرَجَهُم عَن دارِهِم بِضُلوعي

وَأَخرَجَهُم عَن دارِهِم بِضُلوعي

And as for my sigh, it burned away their memory

My sighs have set their memory aflame,

And drove them from their home within my ribs.

And drove them out from their abode in my chest.